I need support. Me, the almost 40-year old pregnant woman with the surprise baby on the way. And the husband with lung cancer who disappears for hours on end and I don’t know where he goes and he barely even speaks to me anymore. With the moody son who does the same thing. And the overdrawn checking account. And the lukewarm water heater that leaks rusty looking crap and is rotting out the floor of the utility closet and we can’t even afford to fix it! But OH, I see! Now I’m supposed to go, “Hank, please, what can I possibly do to further benefit my spoiled, kleptomaniac b**ch sister who somehow always manages to be the center of attention?” ‘Cause God knows she’s the one with the really important problems!