No secrets here...
I've been in a hella-funk lately. It could be that I've taken myself off of my anti-depressant Zoloft , or I've been freakin' out over gaining weight since turning 30. OR IT COULD BE I MUST'VE LOST MY TESTOSTERONE SOMEWHERE!!! WTF, reading that you'd think I was a fat, ugly girl stressing over finding a date for the weekend getaway with my girlfriends and I bought airfare for 2 and no guys wants me. Sometimes it's that bad. Anyway, best friend Niki and good friend Jason ask me to play bass in their band Fate Lions the other day. Being in a downward spiral and perpetual funk I had to think about it for a few days also due to lack of self esteem. I talked it over with the wife and she nearly demanded I do it to help me get out of this mood. She has all the insight and usually knows best, plus she loves music as much as I do and she knows it ultimately makes me happy. She's probably sick of hearing my polish the Snowdonnas' turd album in my ro...