Coming to your from Hot As Hell....

Q to A

I forgot to do this one. My bad. Here we go.

1. Are you embarrassed to talk about your depression, anxiety, and medication? Have you started your new medicine?

       It’s not my favorite but if we don’t start talking about these things as if they are as valid as other illnesses or whatever then how are people going to stop being afraid to get help? If you were having chest pains, a rash that wouldn’t go away, migraines, you’d see a doctor, possibly get medication and you wouldn’t care who knew. This needs to be the same.

Yes. I’ve started my new medication a few days ago. I’m not caring for it. It makes me tense my muscles and then I kind of... shake like its cold. I’m not a fan but it takes 2-3 weeks to get the best idea of its working.

1. Do you communicate with any exes?

     A couple. I’ve spoken to Rob a couple of times. That’s....... a strange experience because your brain hears a voice, recognizes it and promptly forgets that you’re not 15. I still talk to my ex/also my roommate, from time to time.

I’m pretty luck because I have like three that I can talk to, I mean, ya, there are a couple of douche bags and one real fucking prick, but, some nice people too. Like ex/ roommate, we were in this place where I didn’t want a “boyfriend “ and he was good with that but we were also good friends that could listen to shit that people dating probably wouldn’t talk about with that person. I intentionally put a disconnect up with him because I’d recently had my heart dragged down the street and set in fire. He got that. Knew me during the end of that and was exactly what I needed. Understanding and made me have fun when I wasn’t feeling like it. 

This  sounds like I dated a lot of guys, which I did not do. It’s like... 7 people, including my husband, so.... that’s pretty good. 

1. do your children know that you struggle with depression and anxiety? 

I HATE the word “struggle” ( not your fault) because it makes people sound weak. I’m not weak by any stretch of the imagination. I “experience” depression, anxiety, and some fun things that come with those. And yes, my children know. There’s a couple of reasons they know  1) I want them to see that I’m not perfect and that talking about these things is as normal as talking about a heart defect. People aren’t shamed for heart defects. 2) I NEED them to know that they can always talk to me and I will not judge and can relate. That has been a remarkably useful advantage. 3) it’s likely that based on heredity, they could experience similar feelings and that’s not for me to continue talking about for them. 

1. Do you live in Dallas? I think I know where you live. Not a stalker. Promise

I don’t expect stalkers to tell on themselves. One of the reasons that I live where I live is because I had a stalker who found out where I lived because I have a big mouth. My building is secured. Nobody can come in who doesn’t have the method we use to enter the building and nobody lets the “pizza guy” run in asking for us to keep the door open. Not only is it not allowed but it’s why we live here.

So, it took me that long to say that you may be the sweetest woman... or man.... on this planet but I can not answer that.  

1. what do you think about Trump and all the shit he’s mired in lately?

     I think that I spend too much time on Twitter telling people how I think and I really really need to knock it off. Wear your mask.

I have to go.

My grandson came over tonight and my heart nearly couldn’t hold all the pure love.

Luvs!

Tracy