I am 63. My husband brought me here many years ago. It is rural and here, family is everything—which is nice—but I have none. My life from the beginning was similar to a child in an orphanage. I was cared for by someone, I guess, but never had any modeling for family. There was no love, no touching, no hugging and no intimacy.
Dear Irene, I'm a junior in high school who has never been the most popular person. I'm generally the weird girl who eats lunch alone reading a book. However, over the past couple of years, I've made a few incredible friends.
I had a boyfriend for two months that I became madly in love with, and thought he felt the same for me. His friends constantly said they had never seen him like this. I thought of him as someone not only important romantically, but someone that would turn into my best friend.
Whether you celebrate Valentine's Day or the Día del amor y la Amistad (Day of Love and Friendship)—as do many Latin Americans—February 14th offers a perfect opportunity to show affection for close friends, who add so much to our lives.
Hi Irene, My friend and I used to be really close, however, I live at least an hour away and I can't drive. We've slowly drifted apart, she answers calls less, responds to messages less, and we talk a whole lot less.
My formerly popular 11-year old granddaughter is being shunned by her BFFs to the point that she doesn't want to go to school (which she formerly loved). Her parents are going through a divorce, and it's hit her the hardest.
My 7-year-old son has recently started coming home saying that he isn't wanted at school. He asks me: Why is it that he is not accepted amongst his peers? Is there something wrong with him? He is the only second grade and has been identified as gifted and talented.
My friend and I became friends when his family moved into my neighborhood when we were both kids. My friend was an outcast and very different from other kids at an early age. Parents questioned his sexuality early on and not in a good way. He loved cleaning, girls' things, dressed differently, talked differently, and had feminine mannerisms.
I am struggling with a friend that said she needs "space." I realize she is in a trying time in her life. Her mother is dying of cancer and she's currently finishing up her master's degree. I am trying to give her the space she needs, but at the same time I am totally heartbroken in thinking that maybe she is pulling away from our friendship.
After recently spending some time away with a close friend, I realize I don't like many aspects of her personality ... I would never want to tell someone I do not want to be friends because I don't think that they are a very nice person ...
I am a 21-year-old female, full-time college student. I have had a very good friend since all the way back to pre-school. These past few years, I have been really questioning our friendship. My friend is also 21 and recently had her third child in the last three years.
I recently listened to my cell phone messages, and unfortunately found a pocket-dialed call that recorded a conversation between two of my closest friends. We had been out together that afternoon but they were traveling home in a car separate from me.
While I was in college I decided to room with one of my really good friends that I had made at school. Things seemed to go great that year and I felt that we had become really close. However, near the end of that school year she suddenly left for home and refused to take my calls.
It's almost as hard to generalize about friendship problems—as it is to figure out how to solve them. Some situations may sound the same or have certain elements in common but when it comes down to the details, every friendship has a different trajectory based on a unique mix of personalities, circumstances and history.
I developed a friendship with someone that started out as a physical therapist. Lately she has become extremely clingy and needy. She is constantly texting and if I don't respond quickly she immediately jumps on me asking if something is wrong.
I'm a senior in high school and have no social life whatsoever. It's not that I have no friends--I have a group of people that I'm really close with in school. We're always together, talking, laughing, whatever. However, come Friday afternoon, that's it. You wouldn't know we even knew each other over the weekend.
You might call Rachel Bertsche a serial dater. But that doesn't quite capture her unique adventure. After relocating to Chicago, bereft of the strong network of friends, colleagues and familial supports she had in New York, the author spent 52 weeks prospecting for girlfriends in her search for a bestie.
I recently moved to San Francisco after graduating college. I have a tough job, but thought that the city would provide for a worthy night life. It has been four months and I haven't made friends with anyone I would like to go out with.
I'm a 17-year-old high school girl. Recently, my best friend since fifth grade quit talking to me. We never had a fight and I never thought anything was wrong. Just this week, her and another one of my friends sent me mean and harassing text messages.
My friend started going out of her way to spend time with people who had hurt me (one person harassed me online to the point I had to block her on Facebook; another threatened my family and me; and yet another, stood by and laughed while it was happening). When I confronted "S," she replied, "You've already told your side of the story.
I'm finding myself in a complicated living situation with a close friend and I'm feeling a little too close to some of these issues to think clearly enough to process it objectively--and could use some perspective.
Two of my best friends, Charles and Sunny, started dating each other. Sunny went away for about four months, and they broke up just because of how long she would be away. Charles and I accidentally kissed one night when we were very intoxicated.
My daughter will be five years old. She is happy, well-mannered, loving, and pretty. She has attended a Montessori school since she was 16 months old and made two friends. The three girls were always together, or talking about each other.