DEAR ABBY: I’m a gay man in my early 60s. I have been fortunate to live pretty openly, despite being stuck in a small, conservative Southern town.
DEAR ABBY: My beautiful, kindhearted, loving daughter “Cora” has a “best friend” she used to be very close with.
DEAR ABBY: I have been in a serious relationship with my boyfriend for two years. He shared with me that he was sexually abused by a cousin for years as a child.
DEAR ABBY: I have a good friend who is a bed-wetter. It’s obvious because he’s constantly doing laundry and his home smells bad at times.
DEAR ABBY: I’m a hypochondriac. I am currently waiting on the biopsy results for a mole I had removed. Right now I’m worried and miserable. I feel guilty for what I’m putting my husband through.