Q: I remember the day I was able to come to your show in person. What a joy! It seems like years ago now. How do you maintain your sanity until we are able to go to concerts, theater, museums, and dinner with friends again? I strive to be a good human but so struggle to stay my upbeat self.
Q: I need someone to tell me that it isn’t a sign that I see my ex’s name at least four times a day, every day. He dumped me almost three years ago and it’s ridiculous. Can you do that for me?
A: Thanks for the update and congrats!
Q: My older brother is a 38-year-old straight male in New York. When COVID hit, his fiancée’s tendency to believe in conspiracy theories became more apparent and their relationship quickly declined. He’s a progressive, liberal-minded, deeply moral person and she’s from a family of right-wing gun collecting Scientologists. Recently they separated to collect their thoughts. Ultimately they agreed to separate. It’s now been two weeks. They still live together and are confused about what to do next. My question is, what advice do you give to someone who knows what they need to do but is too paralyzed to do it?
A: No—if there’s no chance your siblings will ever find out, take that I-fucked-our-father shit to the grave.
Q: I’m a 41-year-old woman. Do all 30-year-old guys on dating apps that swipe right on me just want to fuck?
