I have a dorky ex-husband and a distant self-obsessed husband of twenty years. (Just to show what a bad partner selector I am.) It’s been twenty years because the first divorce devastated my kids. They …

I have been friends with this guy since our first year of university. Just plain, ordinary, “Hey, how’s it goin’?” friends. Three years later, we ended up living less than a minute from each other, …

My best friend has been married to a verbally and emotionally abusive man (Bob) for two years. They have a two-year-old son, whom I adore. I have tried in the past to stay out of …

Dear Sarah,
I wouldn’t have written, except that I read your advice to that guy Dr. Strangelove. I wouldn’t presume to tell you your business, so I’m not, but I thought I might let you in …

Miss Bunting,
I have a problem with eating . . . I suppose you’d call me anorexic, although I don’t like to put it like that because it’s kind of embarrassing and weird. But recently it’s …

Here is a little problem for you. My mother didn’t have much to do with raising me after the sixth grade, due to her wanting to having a second childhood and moving out on my …

I bitch about clichés for a living: movie clichés, television clichés, clichés about the supposed differences between men and women. Still, clichés enter the language – and stick around long after we’ve tired of hearing …

Ernie and I had a lengthy conversation the other day, as we do almost every day, because we can never just get by with the “hey, how’s it going” check-in and have to complain about …

I mentioned in an article last fall that, one day, I’d like to invent something. At the time, I didn’t know what in particular I wanted to invent; I just knew that I wanted to …

I must stop watching Animal Planet. Every time I flip to Channel 86, it puts ideas in my head about acquiring kooky pets that have no business sharing a Manhattan studio with a human and …