Montreal Gazette

The power of laughter

- ANNIE LANE Send your questions for Annie Lane to dearannie@creators.com. To find out more about Annie Lane and read features by other Creators Syndicate columnists and cartoonist­s, visit the Creators Syndicate website at www.creators.com.

Dear Annie: My mother lost two husbands to illness and had a chronic illness herself. We almost lost my brother on the same day my dad died. She raised three boys in a small town taking any job available. Through all these hard times, she always found something to make us laugh. People loved her laugh and smiling face. There is a fine line between laughing and crying, of course. I know she crossed it many times, but few knew.

I was married for 62 years. Our disagreeme­nts were short-lived because one of us would make the other laugh.

Whatever your problem is today you won't remember it in six months. Why ruin a beautiful day feeling miserable. There are other things to think about. If life deals you a hard blow, and you don't know what to do, remember this: You don't drown by falling in the water; you drown by staying there.

Larry T.

Dear Larry: Thank you for the big smile and big perspectiv­e. I'm grateful to people such as yourself, who find little ways to make the world a brighter place.

Dear Annie: About one year ago, I ended my very first relationsh­ip. We were together for about six months. He was a horrible boyfriend, but that was only the beginning of it. He sexually violated me the entire time we were together. He didn't listen to a single thing I asked him to either do or not do. He would kiss me even when I told him I didn't want to kiss him, sit close by me when I told him I wasn't comfortabl­e with it, and touch my legs no matter what I did.

When it was happening, I pinned the blame on myself. I thought I was just scared to do all of this stuff because I'd never done it before. But now I realize it wasn't my fault.

I haven't seen or talked to him since I broke up with him. But since then, I've been tortured by the thought of him. Everything reminds me of him and makes me feel anxious. I told myself things would get better and in a month I'd be back to normal. But it's been a year and I still feel tortured rememberin­g what happened. I'm scared to fall asleep because my dreams are filled with him sexually abusing me. Desperate

Dear Desperate: It is horrendous that your ex-boyfriend treated you so poorly. Intimate relationsh­ips are premised on the idea of feeling safe enough around one another to be vulnerable. He turned that on its head. I'm sorry this happened. But I promise you won't feel this way forever. With the help of the right people, you can process what happened, seek justice and begin to experience life again. Call the National Sexual Assault Hotline at 1-800-656-4673 or visit rainn. org to connect with trained specialist­s who can help you identify the next steps in the path toward healing.

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