Dear E. Jean,
I’m married to a man who works 14 hours a day. When he finally gets home he doesn’t talk to me, doesn’t ask how our 7-year-old son is, he only grunts, gets a bottle of water out of the fridge, sits down in front of his computer and does more work.
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Dear E. Jean,
I'm trying to sort out my dilemma, which concerns the man I've been dating for two months — he's 34, me 30. We have an incredible amount of things in common, laugh a lot together, both have our ducks in a row career-wise and financially.
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Dear E. Jean,
Last weekend I had a new guy over for dinner. I spent two days cleaning, one day cooking, and everything went fantastically until we started watching a movie after dessert and fooling around on the couch.
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Dear E. Jean,
My hands are literally shaking as I type this. Tonight I saw my best friend’s fiancé kissing a woman in an Atlanta restaurant.
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Dear E. Jean,
I’ve been watching the Olympics. How do I get as motivated as these athletes?
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Dear E. Jean.
I write this and I don't know where to start or end, because it seems it’s gone on forever and I'm afraid of how it might end.
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Dear E. Jean,
I have an unusual dilemma. My mother and I would like to buy/obtain land in Ocala, FL, open a sanctuary and call it Willow Star Haven.
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Disclaimer: E. Jean is back this week with quite a doozy. I happen to think she's a wee bit harsh this time, but I thought it was only fair to let you chime in and tell us what you think of the advice she's offering Miss Mimi in Miami.
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Dear E. Jean,
I’m 24, just graduated from college (it took me six years to get through school — I transferred four times), but I finally did it. Now I have my whole life ahead of me and I really don't know what to do with myself.
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Dear E. Jean,
Please, please you have to help me! I can't believe I'm writing, but I'm so confused.
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