


Dear Abby >> I have been married for 52 years. While looking for a tax document, I found a manila envelope that had a note written on the outside. It said, “If something happens to me, please destroy this, because I don’t want to hurt anyone.” I opened the envelope and found nude pictures of my husband and another woman taken 30 years ago.
When I confronted my husband, he said it happened a long time ago and it’s my fault for opening the envelope. I never received an apology, and I no longer want to be intimate with him. I need advice on how to get past this.
— Photo-Finished in Georgia
Dear Photo-finished >> That your husband wouldn’t offer an apology only adds insult to injury. What a fool. He left a “time bomb” and didn’t have enough common sense to consider what would happen if, after his death, you or your children sifted through his souvenirs. Because you want to get past this, it’s time to consult a licensed marriage and family therapist. If your husband refuses to go with you, go alone.
Dear Abby >> I was out to dinner. A father and his two sons (10 and 6) were seated at the table next to ours. As soon as they sat down, the father began berating the 10-year-old’s performance at a sporting event. It continued throughout the entire meal.
I wanted to take the father aside but didn’t know if it would make him abuse his son even more. What advice do you have for situations like this?
— Sitting By in Colorado
Dear Sitting by >> Clearly, the public shaming this father was giving the boy wasn’t helpful encouragement. That said, you were wise to remain silent for the reason you stated. If you had tried to intervene, it would have embarrassed the abuser, and it might have made things worse for the boy.
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