What can YOU say in six sentences?
What should I do about these feelings that make me want to reach across the miles, whole states even, rip out his liver and feed it to him with fava beans?
Abby, it would be wrong to commit mayhem on another human being, mainly because I'd get caught and put away in the Julia Tutwiler Prison for Women, an awful place that smells like the walls were painted with boiled cabbage.
This man, Abby, is so undeserving of my beautiful, smart, accomplished friend.
Part of my rage is that he keeps her away from me (and some of her other friends, as well) through manipulation.
Abby, carrying this anger around is not good for me, so how can I become detached?
Dear Angry: Fuck detachment and contact my guy who knows a guy who could put the husband out of commission for weeks, even months, for a very fair price.