Alright, let’s talk about the whole Alexa Bliss return thing. Man, that felt like it took forever, didn’t it? I remember being pretty caught up in figuring out when she’d actually show up again on TV.
See, during her time off, especially with all those weird therapy session videos WWE kept putting out, I kinda went down a rabbit hole. It wasn’t just casual watching for me. I started actively looking for clues, hints, anything really.
My routine got kinda nuts for a while there. After my day job, I’d spend a good hour or two just scouring forums, checking Twitter, rewatching those segments frame by frame almost. My wife thought I was losing it a bit, honestly. Kept asking why I cared so much about some wrestler’s storyline therapy.
The Clue Hunting Phase
It became like a little side project. I was convinced there were hidden messages:
- Checking the stuff in the background of the therapist’s office.
- Trying to figure out the deal with that Lilly doll replica showing up places.
- Over-analyzing every single tweet or Instagram post she made.
I even had a running argument with my buddy, Dave. He was adamant she was just taking time off, maybe injured, nothing more to it. I was like, “No way, man, they’re building something big!” We actually had a stupid bet going – loser had to wear the other guy’s least favorite team’s jersey for a whole weekend.
I remember one specific week, I was so focused on some grainy screenshot someone posted online, claiming it showed a date hidden on a prop, that I completely forgot about a promise I made to fix the leaky faucet in the kitchen. Yeah, that didn’t go over well. Got the silent treatment for half a day. Totally deserved it, looking back.
Then, finally, she actually returned. It wasn’t exactly the massive, intricate plot twist I’d built up in my head after all that ‘research’, you know? She just… showed up. Different vibe, less spooky, more like her old self but not quite.
Felt a little weird, honestly. All that time I spent digging, all the theories, the argument with Dave (which I technically lost, by the way – had to wear that awful jersey), and the actual return was pretty straightforward. But hey, it was good to see her back in the mix. Stopped me from analyzing video clips like a madman, at least. And the faucet eventually got fixed. So, all good in the end.
