I’m absolutely appalled by your response to “Fatty With A Dream,” the woman whose boyfriend hasn’t touched her in over a year because she gained 40 pounds.

I love how you write about the evolutionary psychology driving us, like your recent bit on how women across cultures prioritize money and mojo in men.

Your advice to “Shell-Shocked,” the guy with the “baby crazy” wife, ignored how he obviously hasn’t read much about pregnancy at 40-plus.

In the two years I’ve been with my boyfriend, I’ve gained 40 pounds.

My wife has gone baby crazy. She’s demanding I get her pregnant — between screaming “You’re a horrible person,” “I know why your ex cheated on you” and “You’re a cold and heartless machine.”

I was a woman-using jerk in my 20s, but I mended my ways, stopped chasing arm-candy, and sought a relationship with substance.

I’m seriously considering breast augmentation.

I had a disturbing conversation with this older married woman at a party.

Six months ago, after my boyfriend and I had been together a year, we started living together

I left my husband for a co-worker I was having an affair with, and accidentally got pregnant.