Help! My Husband’s Elaborate Tall Tales Are Getting Out of Hand.

Dear Prudence is Slate’s advice column. After some questions, it came out that his doctor had told him to go to physical therapy and do more strength training, and said, “This is the kind of thing that leads to a knee replacement in your 70s if you don’t attend to it now.” Earlier this week, he interrupted me at work to tell me a close friend had been diagnosed with cancer—again, after questions, it turned out the friend had a suspicious mole that was going to be biopsied. Give Prudie a Hand in “We’re Prudence” Sometimes even Prudence needs a little help. —We Love You, Please Stop Dear Prudence, ​​This is about a relationship that has since ended, so it’s more of a “what should I have done?” question. I also can’t help but feel like her attempt to be friends is motivated by a desire to understand my brother better or to gain my approval of the relationship.