zip it up D

D wrote me a little email basically complaining about having to get a job and find a place to live with a pinch of poor me added in at the end "I just don't know how it's going to be easy, I guess I'll find a way though." Interpretation: You can't take care of me and I was planning on living off you for the rest of our lives since you're the responsible one in this marriage. 3 things i want to say about that a) I'm not your mom b) you're 29 and a grown up, get with the program c) my life isn't sunshine and daisies between deciding where to live and also having to get a job, oh and the little matter of picking up the pieces of my life since you've been abusing me for the last 3 years.