Dear Abby: I have an old friend who lives an hour from me. I visit her the day and go home. I have never invited her to spend the night in my house, nor do I hope she invites me to sleep when I let go to see her.
The last two times I visited me, it has arrived at 9 am, I assumed that it came early because I wanted to spend the whole day. She was waiting for me to sit and talk all day. She refused to do anything except food and talk. I’m not a Sitter, and I hated it, but he is a good friend, so I put myself. Twice, at about 5 p.m., he went to his car and took to his luggage waiting to spend the night. Then we ended up staying until midnight so that I could talk more.
How can I say -I would prefer to return home at the end of the day? They have been seeing psychiatrists for 50 years. It seems to only talk. He is also afraid of everything and has no hobbies or other interests. What can I do to end his stays during the night without doing -bad or risk -to send it to the merger?
—Prade slightly in the West
Dear step: You are not responsible for the mental health of this woman or should not be. It seems to have been using you as a supplemental (unpaid) therapist. The next time you want to come and do another marathon talk session, say -you would like to see -around 1 p.m. There will be and the friendship you have with her implodate.
Dear Abby: I am a 43 -year -old woman who can’t have children. No matter how difficult it is, I have sisters, friends and my own mother who are wonderful mothers, and I want to celebrate -Mother’s Day. However, every year on mother’s day, I fight. The strangers assume that I am a mother and that the family surpasses the fact that I am not one. They call me “thank you” and they have given me ratchets and flowers in the restaurants because the strangers suppose I am a mother. My family has even given me “awesome aunt” gifts to celebrate the occasion.
I have not discussed my fertility struggles with anyone because it is too difficult and painful. Although I understand and appreciate the goodness of everyone, I am struggling with the way I convey that I am good for not being recognized. I feel cruel to have to spread my medical diagnosis to others to leave alone on a holiday that has nothing to do with me. How can I tell people to leave me alone?
—No mother in New York
Dear Mother: You are not the only person who encounters this problem every day of the mother. You do not have to convey the message verbally, which can be repetitive and painful to you. Go online and look for buttons who have the “no kids” message. When I looked, I was surprised by the variety available.
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