Help! I Live in a Murder House. My Girlfriend’s Plans for It This Halloween Are Sick.

Dear Prudence is Slate’s advice column. And now, with Darren chasing younger women, it feels like Jeff’s toxic prophecy is coming true. It seems like my choices are either bitter old maid spinster, or compliant, subservient girlfriend to Darren, always looking over my shoulder hoping a younger woman doesn’t snatch him up from me. Jeff’s “prophecy” is the same old bitterness men who can’t live up to the women their own age have been spewing for a long, long time, and they only do it because it works. Dear Prudence, A couple years ago, I started doing therapy via a phone app to deal with anxiety and self-esteem struggles that I’d had for a long time but were coming to a head.