I wanted to get up and read her the riot act, but I just couldn’t bring myself to confront her. You will probably tell me I’m a stupid fool and an unfit mother, but I ...
I am haunted by her ghost. The children are angry that he’s removed photos of their mom from the walls.
My mother-in-law, Barbara, is extremely difficult. Nothing is ever good enough for her.
I’m the wife of a person who was cited (and fired) for sexual misconduct. Never in his whole career was there a problem.
I started doing research on Munchausen Syndrome and the pieces fit: Patty seems to have imposed factitious disorders on herself, her dog, and finally her child in order to gain attention/sympathy for herself.
We are about to celebrate our fifteenth wedding anniversary, but my husband doesn’t seem nearly as excited about me and our marriage as he does about his weekly therapy sessions.
I am a happy wife except for one thing: my husband, whom I’ll call Charlie, has the worst road rage I have ever encountered.
I’ve been their stepmom for three years now, and the bad behavior of their mother hasn’t abated. My husband does his best to rectify the situation, but there’s not much he can do.
For the past year or so I’ve suffered from a crippling sense of despair and depression. To be very specific: I feel dead inside, almost as if my spirit is weighed down in concrete.
I am a young Jewish American woman and my fiance is about as WASP as you can get. My mother feels like I am betraying the family by “marrying out.” -- Divided by Religion