Articles by Sarah D. Bunting
Hi Sarah,My roommate moved in with me in February. Prior to her moving in, I lived in my two-bedroom apartment by myself. I am the only person on the lease, which expires this month. I …
Hey Sarah,
Okay, so here’s the thing, I was very good friends with this boy, Ben. We talked about everything. We used to spend hours on the phone telling each other our deepest, darkest secrets. I …
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 …