Dear Diary: My Return

[Jake Venom]

DEAR DIARY:
My Return

It's definitely been a while, hasn't it old friend? The last entry I have in here is about flying home from the Extreme Tournament. Wow, what a tournament. Before getting my ass beat in the second round by Hannah Rickman (let's be honest, who hasn't gotten their ass kicked by Hannah Rickman?), I beat Black Death. Something no one thought that I would ever be able to do.

But I guess that's what my career has been filled with, right? Moments where people don't think I'll exceed, and yet, here I am. It's almost poetic. The plucky underdog who keeps rising to the top. But, there has been no plucky underdog for the last... What has it been now? A year?

Wow, how fast does time go by?

But now, I've decided to make my triumphant return. Katie is pretty excited about it. Getting back in the ring is something that that I've been wanting to do, and she says I'm a different person when I wrestle. I guess she's right. It makes me feel alive.

So, I've decided to return.

Where is my return, you wonder? Action Packed Wrestling. One of the biggest wrestling companies in the world. One where I could truly leave a lasting example. One that I could use as my platform to talk about straight edge, to talk about how I've come so far.

But no one likes a preacher, right?

I understand, I really do. But maybe, when I one day retire from Action Packed Wrestling, I will have made a lasting mark. Maybe one day I will be able to use the ring as my soapbox, but at the same time, feel alive inside of the ring. Maybe I'll finally be able to win a championship.

But, for now, I have to bid adieu. My plane to the headquarters of APW leaves in the next few hours, and Katie wants to make sure that we aren't late. Not a very good first impression, she says.

Until next time.