June 15, 2016
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Dear Annie: I have a problem I do not know what to do about.
Dear Annie: I am a doctor and have a friend whom I see at medical conferences once or twice a year.
Dear Annie: My family relocated the year I was entering ninth grade, and on the third day at my new school, as I was walking home, a girl I’ll call Ann ran up to my side, introduced herself and insisted on carrying my books to my home, some three blocks away.
Dear Annie: Last fall, my friend “Olive” and her boyfriend of five years, “John,” broke up.
Dear Annie: I am in a quandary about a situation. I am a widow. Sometime after my late husband passed away, an old friend and I renewed our friendship.
Dear Annie: I was born and raised in America but am engaged to a Nigerian guy I met on Facebook. We have been dating for two years now through text messages, video calls and phone calls.
Dear Annie: I work at a small office that employs all women. Most, including me, are older than 50.
Dear Annie: I’m in a relationship with someone whom I thought would care about and love me. I met this man almost 10 years ago.
Dear Annie: I have a friend who is going through a tough time, and I am wondering how I can help her.
Dear Annie: My husband and I have had some difficulty getting pregnant. I am 32 and feel the clock ticking as each day without my having a fertility doctor passes.
Dear Annie: I’m a woman in my mid-20s.
Dear Annie: Twenty-five years ago, my husband and I honeymooned in Kenya.
Dear Annie: My husband of nearly 50 years recently retired from a long and successful career as a litigator. He loved his work very much and rarely lost a case.
Dear Annie: I am a gay divorced father of three. I divorced the mother of my children after almost 30 very difficult years of psychological and physical abuse.
Dear Annie: From the time you are born, your parents and elders tell you to always tell the truth.
Dear Annie: I’m hoping you’ll print this for Be Kind to Animals Week.
Dear Annie: My girlfriend and I have been dating for a little over 10 months now, and she has been pushing for an engagement since month three.
Dear Annie: I recently just had a beautiful baby boy. He is the love of our lives.
Dear Annie: I know this is a subject that has come up many times, but I would like my husband and his cronies to read it at their local breakfast group.
Dear Annie: I reconnected with an old male schoolmate of mine, and we became friends. We would talk occasionally and send emails to each other.
Dear Annie: I’m a man in my late 40s living with my 40-year-old girlfriend of five years.
A friend recently set me up with an amazing man.
My husband and I have been married for nearly 30 years.
Dear Annie: One of my friends has always been bossy.
Dear Annie: My husband and I pretty much agree on things, but we disagree when it comes to where to vacation. I grew up skiing.
Dear Annie: I am a grandma trying to keep my nose out of my son’s life. “Barry” and my daughter-in-law have been separated for six years but are not divorced.
Dear Annie: I have a friend who, over the years, has been a lovely person.
Dear Annie: My husband and I are both in our mid-80s, and we are beginning to experience health issues.
Dear Annie: My husband passed away seven years ago from complications from Alzheimer’s disease. We had very dear friends whom we went everywhere with — church, movies, plays, vacations.
Dear Annie: I have had a very close friend for many years. She was diagnosed with cancer, and I wanted to stand by her, of course.
Dear Annie: I am writing to you looking for help with substance abuse.
Dear Annie: I’m not sure whether there is any advice you can give me, but here goes.
Dear Annie: I am a 72-year-old married (for now) man.
Dear Annie: The other day, I was working from a cafe close to my house.
Dear Annie: My mom recently had a health scare. Although she is OK for now, it has limited her mobility, and she’s not nearly so active as she used to be.
Dear Annie: My son’s best friend, “Travis,” has started to call me by my first name. For as long as I can remember, I was “Mrs. Thomas.”
Dear Annie: I am a 50-year-old woman. I have two adult children and two grandchildren.
Dear Annie: My elder brother, his girlfriend and I have always been very close. Let’s call them “Ryan” and “Beth.”
Dear Annie: I have a question of etiquette. Our adult sons (who are older than 40), their wives and our grandchildren often visit over the weekends for family sit-down dinners.
Dear Annie: I am a 20-year-old woman, and I feel that my family is toxic for me. My grandfather, aunts and uncles have raised me since I was 3 years old.
Dear Annie: My husband and I are in our 60s and now both retired. About 18 months ago, I picked up his cellphone by mistake.
Dear Annie: My 52-year-old stepdaughter is on drugs and has been for 20 years.
Dear Readers: Recently, I printed a letter from “Sad and Frustrated Beyond Words,” who was at her wits’ end with her husband, who has hearing loss but refuses to get help.
Dear Annie: This is an issue I imagine many people are having. Sometimes my family members post things I disagree with online.
Dear Annie: I’m at my wits’ end, and I really hope you can help. I love my children, and I love being a mother, but my youngest seems to want to make that as hard as possible for me.
Dear Annie: I hope you can help me with a friendship problem I am having. A group of six or seven of us get together for birthdays and other events.
Dear Annie: I’m feeling stuck. Recently, my boyfriend of two years and I have been looking at new places to move into together.
Dear Annie: For the past few months, my phone has just about exploded with calls from telemarketers and scammers.
Dear Annie: My daughter and her best friend are 30. When her friend was 12, she lost both her parents.
Dear Annie: I’ve read so many stories in your column about terrible in-laws. I’m sure most in-laws think they are wonderful and justify their behavior.
Dear Annie: I came to the United States back in the late 1980s.
Dear Annie: I am a 26-year-old gay man who has recently entered a new relationship after being single for nearly four years.
Dear Annie: I’m in my late 30s. I’ve read the many letters you’ve printed about how thank-you notes have gone the way of the dodo.
Dear Annie: My mother is in her 80s, and I love her very much. At her age, she has earned certain privileges.
Dear Annie: I am trying to handle a delicate situation at the office.
Dear Annie: “Susie” and I are long-term friends. We’ve known each other for 40 years.
Dear Annie: As hard as it is for me to talk about this, my problem is that I suffer from addiction.
Dear Annie: My roommate has an annoying habit. Every time he uses the bathroom, he keeps the water running.
Dear Annie: Frustration is interrupting my sleep, upsetting my stomach and leaving me on the edge of tears or screaming.
Dear Annie: After working my whole life, I am retiring in a couple of weeks.
Dear Annie: My wife, “Andrea,” bumped into an old friend, “Gary,” at our tennis club’s New Year’s Eve party.
Dear Annie: I have a beautiful daughter in her mid-20s. She is attractive, bright, friendly and hardworking.
Dear Annie: I am a 36-year-old man living with my father.
Dear Annie: There are three sisters in my family. Two of us are childless.
Dear Annie: I am an attractive and well-educated divorced woman. Recently, a man whom I dated several years ago contacted me.
My sister is 75 years old. She is a hoarder. ...
When did it become OK to not send thank-you notes for wedding and shower gifts?
It makes me so sad to watch my family grow old. My grandfather has been in denial about his aging process, and now it’s creeping up on him from behind.
She was fed up with her husband’s looking at titillating photos of women online and was curious about how other readers have approached this issue in their marriages.
Dear Annie: My problem isn’t new. I’m sure many women have experienced it.
Dear Annie: I want your readers who think they may have an eating disorder to know that they are not alone and that their condition is treatable. I am living proof!
Dear Annie: I’m a 69-year-old retired widow living on a fixed income.
Dear Annie: I’ve been married for 10 years. My husband and I live about 15 minutes from his mother.
Dear Annie: My middle child graduated from college last year and has been driving me crazy ever since.
I am a stay-at-home mom with three children under the age of 6.
Dear Annie: I’ve been feeling very inspired lately.
Dear Annie: I have been married to my husband for 11 years.
Dear Annie: I am a 67-year-old man who has extreme seller’s remorse and have slipped into depression from selling my business two years ago.
Dear Annie: I have had this issue with a certain family member, and I am hoping you can advise me on what to do.
Dear Annie: Ever since “Pokemon Go” came out, my husband has been spending a lot of time playing it.
My mother is 79 years old, born during the Depression, and I know that when she was younger, she didn’t get enough to eat. The problem now is that she still hoards food.
Dear Annie: About a year and a half ago, the absolute love of my life and I broke up.
Dear Annie: I’m suffering from what I call vigilance fatigue.
Dear Annie: In the past year, the Department of Veterans Affairs has tackled many issues for our veterans, and we are proud to participate in the largest transformation of VA in recent history.
Dear Annie: I recently went to see my doctor about some troublesome symptoms I had been experiencing, and the entire time he was examining me, he kept up a running monologue about the holidays and politics and other assorted topics.
Dear Annie: I’m hoping you can settle a little disagreement between my 16-year-old daughter and me.
Dear Annie: Recently, I moved into an apartment with my friend “Grace.” Since we moved in, Grace’s boyfriend, “Jesse,” has been spending a lot of time at our place.
Dear Annie: I had a problem that I have not seen in your column. My family and I were out of town and having lunch at a lovely botanical garden in a nearby city.
Dear Annie: I am either in a predicament or being overly sensitive, and I trust you to tell me the truth either way.
Dear Annie: My boyfriend and I have been together for three years. Everything is going well between us, and he’s a sweet and thoughtful guy in general.
Dear Annie: In this new (and long-overdue) era of “#MeToo,” I’m wondering: Is it always inappropriate to lightly touch the arm of an opposite-sex acquaintance during a casual conversation?
You frequently write about tipping, but I’ve never seen a column about housekeepers, which is one of the hardest jobs.
Dear Annie: I’m in a three-year relationship with my boyfriend.
Dear Annie: Our beloved family dog, Dasher, passed away last year. Dasher was a husky.
Dear Annie: I have a problem with my friend “Julie” that I’m not sure how to handle.
Dear Annie: I am a 32-year-old married man with two children.
Dear Annie: I am in my 60s, as are my brothers and sisters, and we’re all retired.
I read your column daily and always like your tough love and sensible advice.
Tim told Robert that he was infatuated with him when they were younger, and one of his dying wishes was to see Robert naked.
Dear Annie: I’m a little chagrined to admit that we can’t come up with a solution to this situation by ourselves, but we are really stumped.
Dear Annie: I have been a practicing dermatologist for over 20 years.
Dear Annie: My grandson “Logan” was fathered by someone other than his elder and younger brothers’ father, “Ron.”
Dear Annie: Over the holidays, my wife’s niece posted a picture of a recipe card on Facebook that was from her grandmother, my wife’s mother.
Dear Annie: I am a 50-year-old married woman with two children. I am far from perfect, but I do feel I am a decent person.
I have a situation at my home that I really don’t know how to deal with. We have a blended family, with an 18-year-old daughter and two boys. My stepdaughter is a senior in high school and just let her mother know she likes girls, even though she has a boyfriend.
Dear Annie: I am a 68-year-old widow with two grown children, both married, both living nearby. I dearly love babies and baby-sit as much as possible.
Dear Annie: I was picking up food at a restaurant for lunch the other day, and I found my pen hovering over the “tip” line on the receipt for an awkward few moments.
Dear Annie: I considered myself an average student after graduating high school in 1970, and I have been very successful in my 36-year career as an insurance investigator.
Dear Annie: My husband and a daughter he fathered 50 years ago recently found each other via an internet post from the two children we have together.
Dear Annie: Your predecessor Ann Landers published a poem called “Dead at Seventeen” to get the attention of new drivers and impress upon them the dangers and responsibilities of driving a car.
Dear Annie: A few months ago, my mom came to visit from out of state. We’ve always had a strained relationship and never seen eye to eye.
My wife and I are both in our 80s, and though we do not travel as much as we once did, we are still able to get around a bit. I am in fairly good physical condition, but my wife must use either a cane or a walker. The problem is this:
Dear Annie: I am a middle child with two elder brothers, a younger sister and a younger brother.
Dear Annie: I have a will that I made out several years ago but needs revising.
Dear Annie: I’ve been estranged from my twin brother for two years, since our sister died after her short battle with a terminal illness.
Dear Annie: Over the past six months, a wonderful friendship has been developing with a potential friend who enjoys the cultural and outdoor activities that I do. We are both exchanging viewpoints, backgrounds, likes and dislikes freely.
Dear Annie: I have a somewhat uncomfortable question.
Dear Annie: I have a friend who talks very loudly. It’s quite annoying and irritating.
My 36-year-old stepson, “Greg,” acts as if he’s married to my husband. It’s like a constant battle to outdo me.
I am 56 years old. When I was 44, my wife and I divorced after 17 years of marriage. I think we were lovely parents to two amazingly independent and strong daughters. They are now 22 and 26.
Dear Annie: They say that you’ll never forget your first love and that forbidden love excites the most desire, and lately I’ve been thinking nonstop about my first love.
Dear Annie: Please settle an argument that has been raging in my household — more specifically, my kitchen — for years.
Dear Annie: A while ago, my husband and I co-signed a car loan for my son.
Dear Annie: When my dad passed away several years ago, he left a certificate of deposit to me.
Dear Annie: My boyfriend and I are starting to get serious, and everything is going smoothly except for one constant bump in the road: his mother.
Dear Readers: I recently published a letter from “Not Comfortable,” who is helping to raise her three granddaughters. She stated that coed sleepovers seem to be the norm for children in her town, and she wondered what reader consensus is on that topic.
Dear Annie: My wife is borderline addicted to “Words With Friends” (an app game similar to Scrabble), and it’s causing me concern, in addition to creating some strife within our marriage.
Dear Annie: My middle-aged confirmed bachelor brother-in-law is a frequent and welcome dinner guest at our house.
Dear Annie: I am a baby boomer and appreciate the 20th-century tradition of “rising to the occasion” and taking in meals if a family member is ill or if there has been a death in the family.
Dear Annie: I have an old and close friend I’ve known for 50 years. We live far apart, and the only way to talk is by telephone.
Dear Annie: Last weekend, I got a text from my dad that said: “I’m going vegan LOL.” (Yes, he says “LOL.” He’s hip like that.)
Dear Annie: I have a loving daughter, and I respect her husband greatly.
Dear Annie: I am asking you to reprint your column with the letter from “Neil,” who lost his wife to cancer and was having a difficult time coping with his grief.
Dear Annie: I know this is short notice, seeing as my question is about Christmas, but I’m hoping that you can publish an answer. I’m quite sure there are others in my shoes.
Dear Annie: My husband has a large family.
Dear Annie: My wife and I have always enjoyed hosting events for our family over the years.
I was told recently by a neighbor that the neighbors next door to me call me Mrs. Kravitz, a reference to the nosy neighbor on “Bewitched.” I am bewildered and hurt.
Dear Annie: My husband and I have been married for 22 years, and to my knowledge, he has always been committed to me and our family.
Dear Annie: My stepson, “Dale,” lives off benefits from the government and his father -- my sweet, loving husband, who is in his 70s.
I have a friend who is always late. Lunch, dinner, concerts, movies -- I don’t think I’ve ever gone to an outing with her when she hasn’t shown up 10 or 15 minutes late.
Dear Annie: I am at a loss as to how to get my car back from my mom’s house.
Dear Annie: A friend whom I have known for 40-plus years got married for the second time in his life five years ago.
Dear Annie: It’s been over a year now since my wife left for the fourth time.
Dear Annie: I am a 42-year-old man with two teenage sons. I have been married to my second wife for almost a year.
Dear Annie: I’m at my wits’ end dealing with my friend’s glum, woe-is-me attitude.
Dear Annie: At the recent Thanksgiving celebration, I was again faced with a situation that has bothered me for some time now.
When my (now adult) son was a teenager, my husband allowed him to have girls stay in his room, yet he would throw a fit if his sister (the mother of these girls we are talking about) even had a boy over watching a movie. He would actually call her derogatory names. Now we have a 16-year-old son, whom he lets do whatever he wants. I’m the only disciplinarian for him, but even then, my husband will override me.
Dear Annie: My friend bought a condo in Florida.
Dear Annie: I’ve been married for almost 20 years, and for all of those years, my in-laws have ruined my holiday season.
Dear Annie: The other day, I was out for lunch with a woman I recently became friends with.
Dear Annie: For 37 years, I’ve been married to a sociopath.
Dear Annie: I am concerned about one of my friends, “Amanda.” She and I are both middle-aged housewives with only part-time jobs.
I divorced an extremely wealthy, abusive and narcissistic man five years ago. My divorce was a horror. He hacked my phone, email and Facebook account and put a tracking device on my car.
Dear Annie: I was recently a victim of fraud.
Dear Annie: Please settle a disagreement between my elder sister and me. We will abide by your decision.
I’ve been dating “Tim” for about a year. When we first started dating, I was intimidated by how pretty some of his female friends were, but that feeling faded when I got to know them.
Dear Annie: I do not get to see my friend “Amy” as often as I’d like because of our busy schedules.
Dear Annie: My husband and I have both been married before, and our children are from our first marriages.
Dear Annie: My husband and I have just retired, and I’m beginning to worry about our personality differences.
Dear Annie: For the past year, I have been working as a licensed nursing assistant, taking care of residents. I love the patients, and I’ve gotten very close to them. But the facility administration itself doesn’t work with employees to meet their needs.
Dear Annie: Recent revelations regarding sexual harassment have prompted me to examine some of my own behavior and actions as they relate to women.
Dear Annie: I recently attended a couple of weddings that left me baffled.
Dear Annie: My brother-in-law, “Tom,” is 70 years old and a totally disabled Navy veteran.
Dear Annie: I am inclined to ask for an outside opinion after spending time with my grandkids at their home last night and witnessing a lot of violent behavior with which they got away.
In this day and age, it is very hard to ignore what people are doing in their private lives when it’s plastered all over Facebook, Instagram and Twitter. Specifically, I am referring to photos of social gatherings that have me feeling left out.
I need your advice. In my social life and at my places of employment, I used to tell people that the man who raised me with my mom was not my biological father.
My husband of 45 years and I are at our wits’ end. We have seen counselors and even tried hypnosis, to no avail.
Dear Annie: I’m interested in so many things that I think I have become a jack-of-all-trades.
Dear Annie: My husband and I disagree on when to discard milk. Lately, I find that our milk is spoiled by the “sell by” date on the bottle.
Dear Annie: I recently discovered that the man I called Dad all my life was not my biological father, after he passed away last year.
Dear Annie: I occasionally have lunch with a relative whose company I enjoy.
Dear Annie: Two elderly friends I know who live far away made plans to spend about six days in my city.
I have witnessed a change in a local American Legion post over the past several years.
I am in my 20s and working multiple jobs. A few years ago, I began substitute teaching at the elementary school in the town I grew up in.
Dear Annie: My husband and I have been married for 26 years.
Dear Annie: If anyone could ever die of a broken heart, it would be me at 77.
Dear Annie: I’m a man in my 30s who is a nudist at heart. Though I enjoy doing things clothes-free, my wife, “Jamie,” does not.
Dear Annie: I’ve spent years watching my youngest brother tear my family apart, and now I need to make it stop.
Dear Annie: I am 57 years old. My wife and I have been married for 20 years, and we don’t have kids.
Just the other day, my son, “Ben,” was talking to his stepdad, and he said some hurtful things about me — that I’m all about me, that it’s always my way or the highway.
My cousin “Jake” married our mutual friend “Barb” more than 20 years ago. He cheated on her often during the first 10 years of their marriage.
Dear Annie: I am from Northern California. I went to college back East and worked in New York for three years after school.
Dear Annie: My girlfriend, “Lenna,” and I have been together for about 2 1/2 years.
Dear Annie: I have three dogs. I love them and treat them well.
My daughter, an eighth-grader, had always enjoyed going to school until recently.
My husband and I have had a cat for two years, and it is amazing how close we are to that little furry animal.
I have three childhood friends who also still live in the area where we grew up, and we get together for lunch or dinner every month or two.
Your help is needed to resolve a family problem.
Dear Annie: I am a 13-year-old boy in Kentucky, and my friend told me about you and said you could probably help me.
Dear Annie: My girlfriend, “Lucy,” and I started dating three years ago, during our senior year of college.
Dear Annie: A close friend, “Jenna,” has a mental illness: She hoards. Her house would be condemned if the health administration were to go there.
Dear Annie: I love reading your column so much that I have decided to ask your opinion on a sensitive issue.
My daughter is single and raising two sons. Her husband died in an automobile accident four years ago.
My son and his wife have been married for 11 years, and my daughter-in-law, age 31, has struggled with alcoholism, depression and anxiety for the past six years.
Dear Annie: I’m a woman in my 90s. My husband and I were married in 1949 when I was 21. He died in 2001. We have one son.
Dear Annie: This is a problem I know my family will have pretty soon.
Dear Annie: My wife and I have been together for 20 years and married for four.
Dear Annie: I need your advice. My very musically gifted high school senior appears to want to go to college and major in music performance. But he is refusing to visit colleges.
My husband and I have been married for more than 40 years. During the first five years of our marriage, he confessed to several instances of infidelity.
I liked the advice you gave about not moving in with a partner too soon in a relationship, but my situation is quite the opposite.
At age 50, thanks to loving support, I’m starting to stand up to my controlling mother.
I am a 41-year-old happily married man with three beautiful children. I have created a problem that I have no idea how to resolve.
I recently was on a short flight. A young couple and their two children were seated behind me. One was 11 months old; the other was 2 years old.
While clearing out my desk and bookshelf for some late spring-cleaning, I came across a few business cards from folks I, at one time, thought I would definitely need or want to stay in contact with.
I am a 13-year-old girl in Montreal. I go to a private high-tech school with nice friends and teachers. I have divorced parents and an elder brother, “Edward.”
I am having issues with my sister, “Sharon.” We are both in our early 50s and have always had a good relationship, but she and my husband, “Rick,” haven’t gotten along in the 26 years I’ve been married.
My friend “Brianna” and I recently got into a fight via text messaging.
Dear Annie: Three years ago, my former high school sweetheart and I had a one-night stand.
Dear Annie: My father-in-law and mother-in-law died a couple of years ago, months apart from each other.
Dear Annie: My husband and I are retired. We are in our 70s, and he is in poor health.
Dear Annie: Why do people think it is OK to say rude things to very thin people?
Dear Annie: I live in a very small Montana town with a very short summer season.
I have been married for seven years. My husband has had not one but several affairs.
How do you determine whether an associate is experiencing some memory loss, dementia or cognitive decline?
Dear Annie: I moved from the city to the country about 20 years ago, and now that my husband is deceased, I plan to return to an urban environment.
Dear Annie: I am a 75-year-old woman in good health, and I’ve been married for 54 years.
Dear Annie: I would like your opinion on a recent incident that happened to me. I went to my son’s house to go out to dinner with him and his family to celebrate his birthday.
About two years ago, my wife of 20 years, “Cynthia,” and I divorced.
Dear Annie: Our family is like most families — dysfunctional. Our father worked two jobs most of his life to better himself for the good of his family.
My wife and I have been together since we were just out of high school.
I am a 15-year-old boy, and my family hates me because I am gay.
Dear Annie: After going to college out of state and graduating a few years ago, I moved home with my parents so I could save money while attending graduate school.
My father was always a good financial provider to our family when I was growing up.
Last summer, my granddaughter “Emily” got married. Her mother, “Angie” (my daughter), lives in the same town as Emily and said I could stay with her while I was in town.
My sister had a miscarriage this week, and I’m at a bit of a loss.
My wife and I have been married for close to 40 years. Though the sex was never great, it at least used to be enjoyable.
I just moved into a new apartment complex and went to my first open board meeting.
Dear Annie: When he is awake, my husband is a mild-mannered person who rarely raises his voice. He is not very talkative and reads most of the day.
Dear Annie: I am a proud mother of two loving, bright and beautiful young children, ages 4 and 6. They were both adopted, and I was fortunate enough to hold them within hours of their births.
Dear Annie: My 28-year-old son, “Jerry,” will not pay his college loan bill — which is $85,000 — even though he has a good job.
Dear Annie: My 94-year-old mother has had a sweetheart for about eight years.
Dear Annie: I would like your opinion on a very distressing problem that I — along with a lot of other females, I’m sure — have.
Dear Annie: We have some new neighbors, and our backyards are adjoining. We enjoy sitting out on our deck on nice evenings and enjoying the weather with a drink and snack.
My first serious boyfriend was rude, was crude and lacked compassion. My family members were very unhappy the entire time we were together, but they held their tongues out of respect for my judgment.
Dear Annie: I’ve been a successful trumpet player for five years now and in marching band for three.
Dear Annie: After 30 years of living with my wife and her dogs, we divorced 10 years ago.
Dear Annie: My husband and I have been married 34 years. He’s a wonderful man. His sister, “Debbie,” is awful.
I was at my brother’s home for my sister-in-law’s birthday a few weeks ago.
Dear Annie: After more than 25 years of marriage, I still feel more alone being married to my husband than I would if I were actually alone.
I have a family dilemma. My mother is 95 years old and still living in her own home.
My husband, “Matthew,” and I started dating at 15, got married at 21 and have been happily married for 45 years.
Dear Annie: Please help me address an issue regarding “Laurie,” a fellow senior lady with whom I’ve been friends for 17 years.
Dear Annie: I’ve got three little words caught in my throat. I can’t decide whether or not to tell my girlfriend I love her.
Dear Annie: I’m 24 years old and trying to get a better handle on my life. A year ago, I was unemployed for a few months.
Dear Annie: My wife and I have been happily married for eight years and were blessed with healthy triplets four years ago.
Dear Annie: I am 13 years old, and I live in Kentucky. I have a problem with my parents that I can’t fix.
I recently joined a board game group. A friend had told me to come and play. Two women in the group are very competitive; one is my friend.
My husband and I are at an impasse. He wants to have a fourth child; I want to stick with three.
Dear Annie: My husband and I are in our mid-80s. During our life together, we’ve rarely discussed money.
Dear Annie: After college, I moved across the country to New York City.
Dear Annie: I’m 81 years old. Of all the issues I read about regarding seniors, no one seems to acknowledge this one, and I just know I am not alone in this: the grief of trying to come to grips with the fact that I am old.
Dear Annie: I have a co-worker who, for many reasons, drives me up the wall.
I have a gray problem — and not with my hair. I am surrounded by black-and-white-minded friends and family.
I was in a toxic relationship with a woman, “Melanie,” several months back and am really happy to be out of it.
Dear Annie: I’m in a difficult situation I’m hoping you can help with. You see, my soul mate is married.
Dear Annie: My husband of 44 years passed away from Alzheimer’s disease six years ago.
Dear Annie: This is a constant debate in my house, and I am sure it is in others.
Dear Annie: Lord willing, next month I’ll turn 67. In a recent column, you solicited seniors to write about issues they are facing.
I am sure that you have dealt with this in the past, but we have a friend in our circle who cannot stop talking.
I have been married for 23 years to my husband. I was a stay-at-home mom for 12 of those years and took care of our three sons (one who had special needs).
When my mom’s husband died, we moved her from another state to an assisted living facility a few miles from our house.
Dear Annie: This morning, I spent 45 minutes in a relatively small space participating in a biweekly Spin class.
Dear Annie: I have an 11-year-old daughter who has ADHD. Most of the time we are able to control her behaviors and impulsiveness with medication.
Dear Annie: My alcoholic sister, “Laura,” failed miserably in raising her son, “Sean,” who spent his life inflicting misery and mayhem on our family and on society as a whole.
I am overwhelmed by life right now, and I’m hoping you can help.
Being 76 years old and in the twilight of my life, I have truly “been there, done that” in so many ways. I have seen much, done much and still search for much.
I’m a writer and photographer for a regional magazine. In my town, there’s a local celebrity whom I think has gotten a big career on not-so-big talent.
I hope you can stand another letter about roommate problems.
Dear Annie: Am I being selfish and perhaps jealous, too?
Dear Annie: My wife and I are in our mid-70s, are retired and have been living in our lovely home for 10 years.
Dear Annie: We belong to a private club. The club policy allows a member to sponsor a nonmember so that the nonmember can have an event at the club.
Dear Annie: My sister and I have a lying, cheating brother who has bankrupted our elderly parents through his recklessness and greed.
Dear Annie: My little sister moved to the town where I live a few months ago.
Dear Annie: I need advice on how to deal with my husband’s friend.
Typically, I thrive when I’m in a fast-paced, busy environment. I am getting my master’s degree in nutrition, am working a part-time job, have a boyfriend and am training for a marathon.
Dear Annie: I’ve wrestled with whether to send you a letter, because my story is so unbelievable I’m still trying to convince myself it didn’t happen.
Dear Annie: My conflicts with my sister, “Amy,” began when she crossed boundaries in an incident between our adult children.
Dear Annie: I currently live in a small town in rural Missouri.
I have noticed a shift in common communication skills over the past few years in the workplace that I believe has been caused by texting, and it has quickly become a pet peeve of mine.
I’m young, and as most young adults do, I have an interest in musicians, authors, artists, etc.
Dear Annie: We have all been told to avoid discussions of politics and religion when dining out with friends, and for many years I found this easy to practice. But lately, it seems that many of my friends insist on talking about politics.
It’s no secret that there is a stigma when it comes to mental health in today’s society. I’ve struggled with anxiety and depression for several years now, and I’m fortunate to have it “under control,” so to speak, thanks to therapy and medication.
I have never seen a question like this in your column, but here goes. My Sunday school class mostly consists of senior adults. ...
I’m a 16-year-old high-school sophomore. I’m a straight-A student, the president of my school’s National Honor Society chapter and a soccer player...
I’m a 40-something divorced mother of two and grandmother of five. I have wonderful relationships with my children and grandchildren.
Dear Annie: I recently called a friend to see whether her college-age daughter, “Tiffany,” could baby-sit for my 1 1/2-year-old granddaughter from 6 to 8 p.m. on a Saturday so I could attend a reception at a local club.
I love chocolates, especially when they are in a box from a candy store or pharmacy. The problem is that once I start eating them, I can’t stop!
I have many close friends from different groups. My time with each of them is very important, and I don’t want to be tied down to one friend.
Dear Annie: I am 75 years old. My wife of more than 50 years died suddenly and without warning a year and a half ago, and I began drinking excessively almost immediately.
Dear Annie: Help! I have several friends and a stepdaughter who are lovely, thoughtful and kind people.
Dear Annie: I was married to a man for 15 years and grew very close to his parents.
Dear Annie: I love technology. I embrace it and think that it adds value to my life and pushes the human race forward.
Dear Annie: I recently attended the wedding of a college friend of mine.
Shortly, I will shower and prepare to spend the day with my ex-boyfriend. “Pat” is 60, and I am 67.
Dear Annie: I am distraught by my mother-in-law and father-in-law.
Dear Annie: I am over 70 years old and in failing health. My stepbrother, “Tom,” is 58.
Dear Annie: I never thought that I would find myself writing to you, but I need advice on how to handle a situation with my neighbors’ 10-year-old son.
On Dec. 13, 1995, my 20-year-old son was killed in an accident at work. I was devastated. I had started putting up Christmas decorations before his death. But after his death, I had no desire to put any more up, so I decided to give the tree away.
Dear Annie: My question has to do with end-of-life care. I have been beside my father, my mother and my husband as they died. Hospice was used in all three cases.
Dear Annie: My boyfriend, “Hector,” and I have been dating for four years. Like any couple, we’ve had our ups and downs.
Dear Annie: Maybe I am overly sensitive, but there are so many commercials with children doing things that they really should not be doing, and it makes me wonder about the younger adults who find this cute.
Dear Annie: I have a problem with my neighbor that I don’t know how to handle.
Dear Annie: My husband loves to read your advice, but when it comes to my giving him advice, it’s a different story.
Dear Annie: I am one of a group of guys who have been friends and card players for over 30 years.
Dear Annie: If I go to bed and watch TV, my husband insists I turn the TV off when he gets there.
Dear Annie: I divorced over a year ago after a 35-year marriage that was very dysfunctional — although my adult children and ex-husband did not see it that way.
Dear Annie: A year after my wife of 21 years and I divorced, I reconnected with a woman I had met some 30 years before.
Dear Annie: I am 63, and I help daily with my 94-year-old mother, who lives by herself.
Dear Annie: I am in my 60s and 6 feet 7 inches tall, and I am fed up with being approached by total strangers who ask such things as, “How tall are you?” “Did you play basketball?” “How tall is your wife?” “Your children?” And then there are the same tired jokes: “How is the weather up there?” “Let me know when it starts raining.” “How’s the air up there?”
Dear Annie: All the advice columns I’ve read recommend not moving in together before marriage — or at least not before you and your partner have been dating for a year.
Dear Annie: Can you give me some advice about how to adjust to my husband’s imminent early-ish retirement?
Dear Annie: As is probably the case for many women in their mid-20s, I live with roommates.
Dear Annie: My husband takes antidepressants. He suffers from severe anxiety and attention deficit hyperactivity disorder.
Dear Annie: This is my 36th year as a stepmother, and I am writing in hopes of helping others who are taking the huge step of blending families.
Dear Annie: Two years after my mentally ill mother passed away, my retired 76-year-old father, “Juan,” started dating a 61-year-old woman, “Lucy.”
Dear Annie: I am an only child. I have always been very close to my mother.
I hope you can settle a conflict I have with my boyfriend of almost nine years.
Dear Annie: My youngest son, “Thomas,” met his present wife, “Eva,” 13 years ago.
Dear Annie: I am a woman in my mid-60s with multiple sclerosis, which is under control.
Dear Annie: My wife and I are in our late 50s and met in high school. “Barb” was the girl of my dreams, a cheerleader, popular and athletic.
Dear Annie: I feel torn and guilty that I’m not doing enough to take care of my mom.
Dear Annie: I am a 29-year-old intensive care nurse. I have been blessed with what many people would want, an amazing husband and daughter. But inside I am at a loss for words when it comes to facing how I can help my mother or surpass this hardship that my family has dealt with for so many years.
Dear Annie: I’d like your opinion on what I feel was a breach of etiquette on the part of my nephew’s new mother-in-law.
Dear Annie: I am a 21-year-old soon-to-be senior in college applying to law school.
Dear Annie: My husband of 18 years recently had a stroke and is in rehabilitation because of partial paralysis.
Dear Annie: Seven months after attending a wedding, I just received a computer-generated thank-you note.
Dear Annie: I have shared a very close relationship with “Sue” for over 50 years. We worked together as young adults and have remained dear friends throughout the years.
Dear Annie: I am 44 years old and have been dating a 48-year-old man for 2 1/2 years.
My 35-year-old daughter can’t seem to meet a decent man to have a relationship with. She has never married but has had several long-term relationships.
Dear Annie: Despite the passage of considerable time, sadly this topic is still one worthy of second thought and action.
Dear Annie: I have known since I was a teenager that I am my uncle’s daughter.
Dear Annie: I am a widow with many children and stepchildren, who all are adults.
Dear Annie: First, may I start off by saying I love animals, especially dogs. I have had several dogs and loved them, as they loved me, unconditionally.
Dear Annie: In 2013, I lost my brother to a drug-induced heart attack.
Dear Annie: We are the grandparents of two very precious children.
Dear Annie: I have read your advice column off and on for a while and am excited to see you have a Facebook page that you post things to.
Dear Annie: We have a situation in our family, and it may be a problem in other families. Maybe you have an answer to help us all.
Dear Annie: I was engaged for about two years and ended the engagement and relationship after realizing that despite our fondness for each other, we would just not be able to live together.
Dear Annie: Today my sister and I were looking at dresses at our local J.C. Penney.
Dear Annie: Six weeks ago, my wife of 14 years and the mother of my two kids told me that our marriage is over.
Dear Annie: My wife and I have been together for 30 years.
Dear Annie: My wife and I have been together for four years, married for one.
Dear Annie: I gave my 5-year-old son a PlayStation 4 for Christmas. He has since logged countless hours on his new favorite game, “The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim.”
Dear Annie: I have been living with my partner for 36 years. By all outside appearances, he is a very good man. And in many ways, he is. But in the important ways, he is not.
Dear Annie: I am the father of two married girls, who both have made bad decisions on spouses — one in her first marriage and the other in her second marriage.
Dear Annie: I work in an office with mostly wonderful ladies with whom I, in general, get along well with.
Dear Annie: I am writing to you with a problem that probably seems pretty petty compared with some of the more life-or-death questions you get, but I am too embarrassed to bring it up with anyone else, so here goes.
Dear Annie: I feel like a cliche. About a year and a half ago, after six years of dating, “Jon” and I broke up — or more accurately, Jon broke up with me.
Dear Annie: My three children are all grown and married and are in their early to mid-30s. They have three children among them, ages 14 years, 10 years and 1 month.
Dear Annie: I need your help with something. I am still in high school and have hit a bump in the road with a relationship issue.
Dear Annie: Our only child died of a quickly moving cancer.
Dear Annie: I am a somewhat attractive, financially independent woman in her 50s, and I’ve been divorced for 27 years.
Dear Annie: Last year, I took my buddy “John” on an all-expenses-paid trip to Las Vegas.
Dear Annie: On a recent out-of-town excursion to do some shopping and planning for a new bathroom installation, we found ourselves in a very annoying predicament.
Dear Annie: I am a single mom with two boys, ages 4 and 7.
Dear Annie: I am writing because another Mother’s Day will soon be upon us and, once again, my grown stepchildren — who were grown and on their own when their parents divorced — will ignore me.
Dear Annie: Our family is going through the end-of-life challenges of my husband’s final illness.
Dear Annie: My 17-year-old son will be graduating soon, and the question is: Does Dad get invited?
Dear Annie: When it’s snowed and you’ve shoveled clear a parking place for yourself, is it OK for other people to park in the spot you’ve cleared when you’re elsewhere and not occupying it?
Dear Annie: For the past two months, I’ve been dating a man; let’s call him “Matt.” Matt, like me, is in his early 30s.
Dear Annie: My wife’s sexual desire disappeared with menopause, although there was little desire even before then. I still like, need and enjoy sex.
Dear Annie: I recently reconnected with an old girlfriend. We had not spoken, texted or seen each other in almost five years.
Dear Annie: My parents don’t care about whether I’m happy; they only care about whether I’m successful.
Dear Annie: My question is urgent and can’t wait. I don’t know what to do.
Dear Annie: I’m having issues with my co-worker.
My husband and I welcomed a beautiful baby girl into the world three months ago. She’s our first child and the love of our lives.
Dear Annie: My brother was killed in a tragic accident 12 years ago. He had made clear that when he passed away, he wanted no viewing and that he wanted to be cremated. Those wishes were carried out just as he wanted.
Dear Annie: Young people are ready, willing and able to tackle the world’s most difficult challenges, yet they are vastly underrepresented as active citizens, decision-makers and leaders.
Dear Annie: I am a college-age male and in desperate need of your advice.
Dear Annie: We work in a small office with just over 20 employees. It has recently become common knowledge that the human resources manager, “Melissa,” is sleeping with the principal in our firm, “Larry.”
Dear Annie: Help! My coffee table is slowly being ruined, and I don’t know how to prevent it without seeming like a control freak.
Dear Annie: I just do not know the best way to handle this situation.
Dear Annie: I have an embarrassing problem. Whenever I feel an extreme emotion — positive or negative — I cry.
Dear Annie: I was recently diagnosed with fibromyalgia. I am writing to ask you to please publish my letter in your column, as I believe that given your wide audience, this will provide the greatest possibility of helping other FMS patients.
Dear Annie: We have a friend, “Larry,” whom we socialize with and who is part of a tennis group that my husband is also part of.
Dear Annie: My husband and I live in a small town and belong to a small church, which is struggling.
Dear Annie: I’m 25 years old, and I got out of a long-term relationship almost a year ago.
Dear Annie: I’m wondering whether you can tell me where to turn. I have no idea who I am.
Dear Annie: I am a 63-year-old retired librarian.
Dear Annie: I was recently placed in a very troubling situation that I think really exemplifies the struggles of practicing what you preach.
Dear Annie: My situation is the classic example you would find in a college psychiatry textbook in a chapter dealing with mental cause and effect, and your input to solve it is necessary.
Dear Annie: Our 39-year-old son is married with three children.
Dear Annie: My husband of 44 years passed away from complications of Alzheimer’s disease.
Dear Annie: A few years ago, my son “Bill” and his family moved to a new state.
Dear Annie: I need a pep talk, and I imagine millions of others do, too.
Dear Annie: My husband and I recently put our house on the market and moved to a Southern state to spend our retirement there.
Dear Annie: Please, I’d like your confirmation that the family situation I’m in is not normal.
Dear Annie: I’m in my late 20s, and I live with three roommates.
Dear Annie: My son shares custody with the mother of one of his boys but lives hundreds of miles away.
Dear Annie: My husband, who is serving in the Army, is loving and caring and is a wonderful father to his two children.
Dear Annie: I’m a 46-year-old woman who has been married (and divorced) twice.
Dear Annie: We have six children, all of whom are married and have children.
Dear Annie: I try to be an easygoing husband, but my natural inclination is to get upset about stupid things.
Dear Annie: My husband and I have been arguing over his family.
Dear Annie: I am a longtime reader of your column, but now I need advice. I recently married my husband after nearly a five-year engagement.
Dear Annie: I’m engaged to a man who is the love of my life, and I couldn’t be more ecstatic.
Dear Annie: I’ve never felt so strongly about anyone as I do about my girlfriend, “Angelina.”
Dear Annie: Is there a right order and a wrong order for putting on one’s shoes and socks?
Dear Annie: Our 4-year-old will be in pre-kindergarten in the fall.
Dear Annie: I have never written to an advice columnist before, so please bear with me.
Dear Annie: I’m a 41-year-old man who is in desperate need of a kidney transplant.
Dear Annie: My best friend and I have been friends for over 15 years now, and we get along very well and definitely know each other better than anyone else.
Dear Annie: My 7-year-old son was diagnosed with attention deficit disorder last year.
Dear Annie: My mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease five years ago.
Dear Annie: Ever since I was a young girl, I’ve known exactly what I want to name my future children.
Dear Annie: After a series of, let’s just say, not-so-nice relationships, my best friend and old college roomie set me up with a girl from his hometown named “Stephanie.”
Dear Annie: A few years back, my stepson, “Jaime,” at age 23, announced to his dad (my husband) that he would be changing his middle name and last name, which are my husband’s first name and last name, and using his mother’s maiden name.
Dear Annie: I was dating a woman for about two years, and recently, out of nowhere, she told me that she wanted to break up with me.
Dear Annie: We have an “open office” format, so during cold and flu season, we’re pretty much always passing around something or other.
Dear Annie: I am absolutely at my wits’ end and seriously thinking of divorcing my husband.
Dear Annie: I have a friend of over 20 years who has become such a motormouth that I have begun to avoid contact.
Dear Annie: I’m torn and hoping an objective voice will help me reach a decision.
Dear Annie: I’ve got some trouble on the friend front.
Dear Annie: My sister and I used to be close, but after I married and had a baby, everything changed. When our father died, our relationship got worse.
Dear Annie: I am here wondering: How many times do you go out to eat and expect a free meal? Never, right?
Dear Annie: I have 38 years of experience in the health care industry.
Dear Annie: After a difficult life, I was fortunate to meet and marry the perfect man.
Dear Annie: I met and married a wonderful man 23 years ago. I found out his family has a history of lying and manipulation.
Dear Annie: I have a real problem with my 52-year-old son, “Robert,” who is cross-addicted.
Dear Annie: Am I turning into a curmudgeon as I get older, or are couples today way more comfortable being physical in public?
Dear Annie: My friend “Janice” and I met in college and were bridesmaids in each other’s wedding.
Dear Annie: In December, I went to a holiday house party, and most of the people in the crowd were my old friends from college (class of 1979).
Dear Annie: I am 13 years old, and I have a problem that I am too embarrassed to talk about with anyone at home or school.
Dear Annie: I have a sister-in-law who always has spur-of-the-moment birthday parties for her children — usually just giving us all one day’s notice.
Dear Annie: I go to a small school, with only a handful of people in my graduating year. We’ve all known one another since kindergarten and first grade, and we all spend our time talking and interacting as a group.
Dear Annie: In the past, Valentine’s Day usually made me anxious because I didn’t have a date.
Dear Annie: It has been over a year since my sister and I had a falling-out.
Dear Annie: I have been married to my husband for 34 years.
Dear Annie: My ex-husband was emotionally, verbally and physically abusive, and he was a womanizer from the very beginning.
Dear Annie: I am so upset I’m beside myself. Every time I think about it, I get so angry I could spit!
Dear Annie: I will very soon turn 68. I was with my ex-husband for 42 years before we divorced eight years ago. I dated several men in the first four years, but four years ago, I connected with a man I had dated in high school.