In Other Words: “I Caught My Son With the Vacuum Cleaner”

This letter is from a recent Dear Prudence column and it makes me uncomfortable. I came home early from work on Friday to the unexpected sound of the vacuum cleaner running in my 12-year-old son’s room. Thinking that perhaps this was a sign of the apocalypse — my son cleaning his room without major nagging on my part — I burst in there and caught him with his pants down and the hose attachment attached to his, well, you know. He froze like a deer in the headlights and, after picking my jaw up off the floor, I mumbled something stupid like “excuse me” and turned around and walked out and hid…

“Is it Selfish to Leave my Husband of 18 Years?”

I’ve been married for a little over 18 years. It was a very rough start. We were your typical young stupid kids who jumped into marriage. We fought a lot. He would yell and get drunk often, etc., etc. As a few years passed, things would get better, but not completely. After I had our second child, I hated the thought of kissing him, much less having sex with him. As I think back now, I probably had post-partum depression. He used this time to go out till all hours and come home screaming about what a bad wife I was. One particular time (as I will never forget) the fight was…

Your Turn: “Should I Marry Him or Leave Him?”

I’ve answered variations of this letter quite a few times already, so now I’ll let you guys tackle it: I grew up on the East Coast and moved to the West Coast for a two-year master’s program. It was there that I fell in love, and after almost a year of being with the greatest guy I moved with him to another part of the country where he was matched to be for his internal medicine residency program. We will be here for three years, and I have been here for six months so far. The problem is that nearly all my friends and family are on the East Coast, and I…

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