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My husband and I dated for 1.5 years before we got married. We broke up A LOT, mostly because he wanted to “see what else was out there.” I caught him dating/talking to other girls lots of times; we would break up for a while, then he would usually initiate contact again, and I’d always take him back. A year and a half ago, I moved in with him. He hasn’t cheated on me since, and in June we decided to get married. We had a very small, very quick wedding and now we live in our own house. Now, he’s starting to get antsy again and thinks about getting divorced often….

I’m about to enter the last semester of my sophomore year in college and I have YET to find a solid group of friends. I hang out with lots of these people, but I’m a floater. I float from group to group, never really finding people to stick to because it just never…flows like that. I feel like I would have to force it. And then I get depressed because I feel like a freak who can’t make friends yet. I know they like me, because they ask me to hang with them from time to time, but I’m sure they don’t want another person to add to their troupe. I think…

I’m a 37 year-old man and I’m estranged from my sister, “Rachel.” My father died three years ago and left a very large estate (think “Rain Man”) and gave about 95% of it to Rachel. I didn’t find out until the day he died, but Rachel knew it was going to happen and was executor of his will. She promised to give me my father’s old hunting place (it’s 45 minutes from my house and she lives in another state) but never did. I spent a lot of time there with our father. I stopped talking to her about a year and a half ago and decided to move on. My father…

I’m 22 and met this girl online, through some other friends, about ten years ago and have been talking to her ever since. In October of this year (2011) I took the plunge and drove all the way to Calgary to finally meet her in person. I only had a week to spend with her, but it was the best week of my young life. I knew I loved her before I ever went up to visit, but being there really sealed it. We agreed that we’d try the long distance relationship thing and work on being together permanently (which would mean her moving down here to the US, as I couldn’t…

I’m 40-ish, have been married for 15 years, and have two wonderful teenage daughters who are generally well-behaved and lots of fun to be around. My parents live 2,000 miles away and will occasionally (every other year or so) make grand gestures such as allowing us to accompany them to one of their vacation properties for a family trip, but other than that they have not made efforts to see us for the past six or seven years. The last time we flew to their home was on Thanksgiving Day. It was also my birthday, and my husband had to remind them. They laughed and said they’re used to forgetting my birthday…