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Dear Annie: I have never written to an advice columnist but feel the need to share my experience of having been the caregiver for my parents. It was so hard for me emotionally to visit as they slowly lost their memory and physical abilities. I frequently broke into tears when I left.
My husband and I have been married for 42 years, with no children. We are both born and bred New Yorkers. After we retired from very high-pressured careers, we decided it was time to settle in a nice, quiet community.
I am so concerned for my elderly loved ones during this pandemic, my father in particular. He’s 89 and lives in a retirement community. As of today, they’re still allowing them to go to the dining hall.
A few months ago, my husband was laid off from his job. When that happened, he asked if he could just stay home and work on his own personal projects and interests. I work a corporate 9 to 5 job and can barely cover our bills without his salary, but I said yes because I wanted him to be happy. Now, though, I’m beginning to resent him.
I was lucky enough to make several wonderful friends in college a decade ago, and a number of them are still in my life. A kindred spirit amongst them moved to the same city as I did after we graduated, and we conquered and failed our way through the many obstacles of our early adult lives. We were like a living, breathing Taylor Swift song.
Dear Annie: Shortly after I met my mother-in-law, she sat me down, showed me her wallet and told me that she always kept a “hundred dollar bill” in the little outside pocket, as well as a blank check folded up inside one of the credit card slots.
Dear Annie: I am not optimistic about the plastic pollution of our planet.
Dear Annie: I believe my husband has a very serious disease.
Dear Annie: It will soon be my 40th birthday, and I’m feeling a tremendous amount of anxiety with this pending milestone event.
Dear Annie: I have been married to my wife for 25 years, and I love her so very much.
Dear Annie: I am a 30-year-old woman who is trying to find my perfect match. I have tried all the dating websites and it doesn’t seem to work. I’ve been into older men all my life, and I want to date an older man. However, no matter what I do, it doesn’t seem to work out. I put myself on dating websites with my photos, but the men just don’t come. No one is interested in me that I’m interested in.
Dear Annie: People often write to you about their abusive parents. I have a different problem: I was mean to, belligerent toward and critical of my mother. It started long before I was a teenager, but it definitely got worse during those years. I thought I hated her.
Dear Annie: I am a 65-year-old woman who suffers from insomnia.
My biggest accomplishment in life is my recovery.
Dear Annie: I have never written to a columnist in my 70 years, but “Sad and Somewhat Angry Granny,” whose daughter-in-law wouldn’t allow her kids to open any of the Christmas gifts Granny brought them overseas before Christmas Day, really struck a chord with me.
Dear Annie: I am in my mid-20s and spend at least two hours a day in the car driving to and from work.
Dear Annie: I grew up horseback riding in Montana.
Dear Annie: This is in response to the letter about grandkids not sending thank-you notes for gifts they receive.
Dear Annie: It’s time to send out my annual Christmas cards to family and friends, a tradition I have enjoyed for nearly 25 years.
Dear Annie: I just got back from a trip visiting my family across the country and something followed me from sea to shining sea — people watching videos, listening to music and playing video games loudly and without headphones for the most part, too. What is with this?
Dear Annie: I’m part of a group of eight women, all friends, who gather periodically for good conversation and to be together.
Dear Annie: I am writing in hopes that you can provide a different and fresh perspective. I have two sons: “George,” 28, and “Fred,” 35. George has lived with us on and off for the past 10 years. I call him my “boomerang kid.” He has finally landed a decent job, and we are giving him six more months of living with us to get his finances in order so that he can get a place of his own.
Dear Annie: A few years ago, I moved into a duplex owned by an old college friend of mine, “Robby,” and his wife.
Dear Annie: My wife and I are approaching our 70th birthdays this year.
Dear Annie: I am a teacher in a small town in New England.
Dear Annie: I have a sister who has had six surgeries to beat two types of cancer.
Dear Annie: We received a shocking message on our answering machine a few days ago. A woman called and identified herself as a possible daughter from an affair 35 years ago. Later, a woman left a message saying she was the mother. I have not been in contact with this woman for 31 years!
Dear Annie: I am 28 years old, and recently celebrated my second wedding anniversary. I have been with my husband, Tom, for a total of five years, but due to immigration trials and tribulations, we have only been living together full time for two-and-a-half years (first in the United States and now in the United Kingdom).
Dear Annie: My husband loves to talk. He’s known for it. Friends who drive past our house and see him outside usually stop to talk to him, often for an hour at a time. He’s one of those people who’s “never met a stranger.”
Dear Annie: I would like to tell “Distressed About Departing Dependent” to think about how she can best parent her adult child before caving and giving her money. At age 19, I married a man who spent any money we had and more. My parents didn’t want to support his spending habits so they cut off any funds to me while they continued to bail out my brothers financially.
Dear Annie: My son is in his mid-40s, and his wife is in her early 40s. Every year, my wife and I send them a generous check on their birthdays, anniversary and Christmas. They both are successfully employed, so this is not a financial issue.
Dear Annie: My mom is in her 80s and in so-so health.
Dear Annie: I read with interest the letter from “Kitchen Confidential” who had feelings regarding her partner’s unhealthy food choices in comparison to her own.
Dear Annie: Several years ago I became the CEO of a company with employees who work hard and provide excellent service at fair prices every day.
Dear Annie: My father-in-law has been living with us for the past two years.
Dear Annie: After 46 years, my husband decided to leave me soon after he met a gold-digger overseas.
Dear Annie: I am a single senior woman. I am very close to a neighbor family.
“Lisa,” a friend with whom I went to high school, got rhinoplasty — aka a nose job — between high school and college. I’m writing to you about a disagreement that’s come up between her and me recently.
Dear Annie: I’m planning my birthday party. I’m renting out a room in a beautiful bar/event space downtown. I’ve got about 15 friends coming. Recently, in passing, I mentioned to one of my friends that I had ordered a cake from a bakery for the occasion. She said, “You’re getting your own cake? You shouldn’t do that! That’s sad!”
My wife and I live far from the places where we grew up, but most of our friends are still close to our respective parents. When we visit, especially now that we have children, it is always stressful because of our friends’ expectations.
Dear Annie: I’m an attractive, well-educated, mature woman.
Dear Annie: I have a problem that I don’t think is unique to me. I am a senior in high school and an extremely modest girl.
Dear Annie: In more than 35 years of marriage, my husband and I have had conversations on a wide variety of topics.
Dear Annie: My mother-in-law is a very good person deep down. She is a joy to be around — when she’s sober.
Dear Annie: What advice would you give to a divorced man regarding “moving on”? My boyfriend and his ex-wife have been divorced for 10 years, yet she continues to manipulate him and behave spitefully toward him.
I need some advice on what to do about my daily journals. I keep a daily journal and have for many years, including during a time when my husband was an alcoholic. He’s been sober for 27 years. (We are in our late 70s.)
Dear Annie: My mother had a workplace affair back in the 1960s that lasted for approximately 10 years. My dad knew about it, but God rest his soul, he remained with my mom and our family until he died.
Dear Annie: An acquaintance from the local golf course, where we both play every week, told me he has prostate cancer. Although he went into far more detail about the discovery, symptoms, diagnosis and treatment options than I wanted to hear, I listened and expressed my sympathy.
Dear Annie: My children and I live about 350 miles away from my parents.
Dear Annie: Seventy-one years ago, my father decided to honor his kid brother and heritage by naming me Iaina, the female derivative of Iain (also spelled Ian), and I have had to correct others’ spelling and pronunciation of it ever since.
How does one know whether she wants children?
Dear Annie: Not long ago, I got out of a relationship with an ex who was sometimes physically abusive to me.
Dear Annie: Wedding season is upon us. I have been married for over 30 years, and I would like to share some wisdom and hard truths with any prospective brides or grooms.
Dear Annie: A few years ago, one of my sons needed funds for support during some difficult times.
Dear Annie: My octogenarian parents recently visited my family for two weeks.
Dear Annie: I’m very frustrated, and I would like your opinion, please.
Dear Annie: My 30th birthday is just around the corner, and it’s bothering me more than I’d like to admit. I know that right about now, people older than I am are probably reading this and feeling insulted and/or rolling their eyes.
Dear Annie: I read your column in my local paper, and you seem to respond in an unbiased manner, so I am turning to you for advice.
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.
My husband and I have been married for nearly 30 years.
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: 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: I am a 50-year-old woman. I have two adult children and two grandchildren.
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 am trying to handle a delicate situation at the office.
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 middle child graduated from college last year and has been driving me crazy ever since.
Dear Annie: I’m hoping you can settle a little disagreement between my 16-year-old daughter and me.
Dear Annie: I am either in a predicament or being overly sensitive, and I trust you to tell me the truth either way.
You frequently write about tipping, but I’ve never seen a column about housekeepers, which is one of the hardest jobs.
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.
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.
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.
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: 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 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.
Dear Annie: Please settle an argument that has been raging in my household — more specifically, my kitchen — for years.
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: I have a loving daughter, and I respect her husband greatly.
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.
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.
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: A friend whom I have known for 40-plus years got married for the second time in his life five years ago.
Dear Annie: I’m at my wits’ end dealing with my friend’s glum, woe-is-me attitude.
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: I’ve been married for almost 20 years, and for all of those years, my in-laws have ruined my holiday season.
Dear Annie: For 37 years, I’ve been married to a sociopath.
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.
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: 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.
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.
Dear Annie: If anyone could ever die of a broken heart, it would be me at 77.
Dear Annie: I am 57 years old. My wife and I have been married for 20 years, and we don’t have kids.
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: 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: My girlfriend, “Lucy,” and I started dating three years ago, during our senior year of college.
My daughter is single and raising two sons. Her husband died in an automobile accident four years ago.
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: 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.
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.”
My friend “Brianna” and I recently got into a fight via text messaging.
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?
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.
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: My 28-year-old son, “Jerry,” will not pay his college loan bill — which is $85,000 — even though he has a good job.
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: 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: 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.
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.
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: This is a constant debate in my house, and I am sure it is in others.
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).
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.
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: 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: 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 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: 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.
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: 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 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: My husband takes antidepressants. He suffers from severe anxiety and attention deficit hyperactivity disorder.
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 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 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 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: I am a somewhat attractive, financially independent woman in her 50s, and I’ve been divorced for 27 years.
Dear Annie: I am a single mom with two boys, ages 4 and 7.
Dear Annie: Our family is going through the end-of-life challenges of my husband’s final illness.
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 question is urgent and can’t wait. I don’t know what to do.
Dear Annie: I’m having issues with my co-worker.
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: 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 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: 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: 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: 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: My husband and I have been arguing over his family.
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: Ever since I was a young girl, I’ve known exactly what I want to name my future children.
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 am absolutely at my wits’ end and seriously thinking of divorcing my husband.
Dear Annie: I’ve got some trouble on the friend front.
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 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: 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.