Dear Prudence chats live with readers at Washingtonpost.com.
Emily Yoffe, aka Dear Prudence, is on Washingtonpost.com weekly to chat with readers. When someday you’re clearing everything out for the move to the retirement community, how nice it will be to find these again and think, “Irrefutable evidence that I was hot!” Q. A: Half the responses say I was too nice to “this entitled ninny” and half, like you, say there’s money she’s leaving on the table. I don’t know if your “wonderful, sweet, loving boyfriend” has some neurological quirk which makes it difficult for him to remember personal interactions but easy for him to remember sports statistics, but if your incentive for him to seek to improve his memory is so that he can recall all the nasty things you said to him, I think you need to go to some basic psychology textbooks and look up “operant conditioning.” It could also be argued that one secret to a successful relationship is a poor memory for your partner’s misdeeds. When the request comes, you don’t want to say, “I told you so,” but you can help your husband sort out what have to be very complicated feelings.














Dear Prudence: Teachers who get involved with young female students? That’s my ex.







Dear Prudence: I’m married to another woman. Do I have to explain my pregnancy?



Dear Prudie: My husband invited a homeless woman to live with us. Should I leave him?

Dear Prudie: My fiance and I both have mental illness. Can we still have children?

















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