Dear James: Never Too Old for a Barbaric Yawp
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James Parker
James Parker is a staff writer at The Atlantic and the author of Get Me Through the Next Five Minutes: Odes to Being Alive. Since 2011, Parker has been running the Black Seed Writers Group—a weekly writing workshop for homeless, transitional, and recently housed writers—and editing The Pilgrim, a literary magazine from the homeless community of downtown Boston.
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In his weekly advice column, staff writer James Parker addresses readers’ existential worries—and in-the-moment worries, too.
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Illustration by Miguel Porlan Dear James: I’m Dreading My Family Vacation
I want to enjoy the time with my relatives, but they trigger me.
Illustration by Miguel Porlan Dear James: I Can’t Stop Thinking About Death
Is this just a midlife crisis?
Illustration by Miguel Porlan Dear James: Make the Whistling Stop
My husband’s ceaseless noises are driving me mad.
Illustration by Miguel Porlan Dear James: Is This Sexless Marriage Over?
My best friend’s husband refuses to touch her.
Illustration by Miguel Porlan Dear James: I Miss Being on Dating Apps
I’ve hit the relationship jackpot. But now I have romance FOMO.
Illustration by Miguel Porlan Dear James: I Hate Playing With My Children
And I’m riddled with mom guilt.
Illustration by Miguel Porlan Dear James: My Husband Is a Mess
It’s gotten so bad, I’m considering leaving him.
Illustration by Miguel Porlan Dear James: What If Life’s Problems Are Alcohol’s Fault?
I, for one, have felt the benefits of cutting back.
Illustration by Miguel Porlan When Robert Frost Was Bad
Before he became America’s most famous poet, he wrote some real howlers.
Illustration by Anna Morrison. Source: Archivio GBB / Alamy.
