DEAR ABBY: I’m a 26-year-old single man. Most of my good friends are getting married, and when they do, they stop speaking to me. I have a hard time not resenting them for it.
DEAR ABBY: For several years, my husband and I were good friends with “Pam” and “David.” About a year ago, we moved to a new house just a few blocks from theirs.
DEAR ABBY: I’m a retired woman living in a condo complex that houses mostly seniors.
DEAR ABBY: My daughter has graduated from high school. She had been in a residential treatment program for depression the year and a half prior to returning to this school.
You do not have to spend your Saturday nights alone as penance for racking up debt or having paltry savings.