I’m lucky if we make love once a week. And when we do, it’s not the same. It feels rushed and like he’s in a hurry to finish.

" ...since we moved in with his dad to take care of him, I’m lucky if we make love once a week. And when we do, it’s not the ...

Dear Frustrated: Shelby isn’t just bending the rules; she’s taking advantage of privileges meant for people who actually need ...

The last straw was when I told her my brother was in the hospital. She said, “Oh no!” -- then launched into a story about how ...

Now the children are grown, and my daughter has turned against me, too. She tells my grandchildren I’m not their “real” ...

A reader is troubled by a friend's unethical use of a fake service dog vest for her untrained dog, which violates rules and ...

Dear Tired: Step one would be saying something. She may be so wrapped up in her own problems that she’s not even aware of how ...

He refuses to allow me to hire a handyman, and although he has done some work on the house, he tends to stop work in the ...