Why do you always have to rant to me about your problems? You raise your voice, you get angry, and I feel like you’re directing your anger at me. I feel like you’re also dropping really blatant hints, hoping I’ll offer to help you financially. I can’t. And what’s more, I don’t WANT to. Because I know, even if I do this, and you supposedly cover all the cost, I’ll end up in debt because you can never pay your bills.