DEAR ABBY: When my partner and I eat at a restaurant, the server often clears my partner’s plate before I am finished. I am not a slow eater, but I generally finish after she does. When the server removes her plate, I’m left feeling like I have to rush to finish my meal and that […]

DEAR ABBY: When my partner and I eat at a restaurant, the server often clears my partner’s plate before I am finished. I am not a slow eater, but I generally finish after she does. When the server removes her plate, I’m left feeling like I have to rush to finish my meal and that […]

DEAR ABBY: My parents just aren’t “there” for me anymore. I need to be able to go to them for advice, but now I can’t. They get mad when I ask them for help on anything. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong. I mean, I cook, clean, help around the house, but it doesn’t […]

DEAR ABBY: My parents just aren’t “there” for me anymore. I need to be able to go to them for advice, but now I can’t. They get mad when I ask them for help on anything. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong. I mean, I cook, clean, help around the house, but it doesn’t […]

DEAR ABBY: My 31-year-old son, “Joey,” who needs a heart transplant, almost died a few weeks ago. The doctors told us he wouldn’t make it through the weekend. I was beside myself. On what we thought was his deathbed, I told Joey I would give him anything he wanted if he pulled through. He wanted […]

DEAR ABBY: My 31-year-old son, “Joey,” who needs a heart transplant, almost died a few weeks ago. The doctors told us he wouldn’t make it through the weekend. I was beside myself. On what we thought was his deathbed, I told Joey I would give him anything he wanted if he pulled through. He wanted […]

DEAR ABBY: I am in my early 40s, and married with two daughters. I have a friend, “Sally,” whom I have known since the third grade. We are like sisters. Sally has been profoundly depressed for at least 15 years. She sees a therapist and a psychiatrist on a regular basis and is on medication. […]

DEAR ABBY: I am in my early 40s, and married with two daughters. I have a friend, “Sally,” whom I have known since the third grade. We are like sisters. Sally has been profoundly depressed for at least 15 years. She sees a therapist and a psychiatrist on a regular basis and is on medication. […]