Erin Khar

I’m afraid I’m going to lose my wife to AA. My wife and I are both in our mid 30s and we’ve been married for six years, together for nine. When we met, we both drank socially, or I thought we did. I started noticing after we got married that her drinking increased.

Do I have a responsibility to tell my rapist that he raped me? Or am I giving him the benefit of the doubt again by assuming he doesn't already know?

More than 50 years ago, my dad had a daughter and her mom’s new husband adopted her. My dad later had three kids with my mum and no one talked about the other daughter — I didn't know she existed until a few years ago, when my grandmother made some sort of off-hand remark and I started asking questions.

Here at Ravishly, we've long been a fan of her writing, so it was a pleasure to chat with her about her book, How to Be Alone.

Lane Moore is best known as an award-winning sex and relationships editor, a comedian, a rock singer, and an actor. But Lane’s story has had its fair share of ups and downs, from teaching herself how to become her own parent, to living as a homeless teenager in her car, to moving to New York City to pursue her dreams. Even as she felt increasingly cut off from others, she looked to her childhood heroines (like Anne of Green Gables) and romantic heroes (like Jim Halpert from The Office) to remain a hopeless romantic, and believe that she could create for herself the family she never had.

My partner and I got together last December. The problem is that, while he loves me, my boyfriend hasn’t got over his ex. Being polyamorous, my partners loving other people as well is not a problem.

I need help dealing with isolation as a single parent. This is my first Christmas, since splitting from my ex-husband. He left when my son was 7 months old, almost a year ago, for another woman.

She’s made all the mistakes, so you don’t have to… Ask Erin is a weekly advice column, in which Erin answers your burning questions about anything at all.

I recently became involved with a man who is significantly younger than I am. I feel foolish, but at the same time, I know love comes in many different forms. I shouldn't second-guess it; I should just enjoy the ride.

On Sunday, my husband was in the shower. He left his phone on our bed, which he never does. It lit up with a text from “S.” That’s the name that popped up, “S.” Something about it bothered me. Before I had time to think about it, I was typing in his password, which he has never changed, and read the text which was explicit and made it clear that this person, S, had not only seen my husband’s penis, but had done things with it.

This is not a complicated situation, but a person like your boyfriend wants it to feel complicated so that you feel confused enough to stay.