I hate that quick reply.  Is this how you really feel about me? If it is, I don't want you to do another fucking thing for me. Ever. If I struggle, I will struggle on my own. I will pay you the full rent, since you failed to mention that I am now paying the doubled phone bill, and you have pretty much held me responsible for all the animal care, and what little cleaning is done in the house except when something stinks or I am sleeping while you are in a manic rage. . When I get back, I will clean the whole mother fucker from top to bottom, and I will not be answering texts all fucking day so that I can actually get things done. After that, you are responsible for your laundry, the feeding and care of your animals, and the dishes you dirty, and half of the rest of the house. If I am paying half the rent+ your phone. I will not be doing all the cleaning and errand running. You have treated me like something you needed to manage, to keep busy, and as your little secretary doing shit for you all the time. No wonder you kept asking me if I was upset about your blog. Don't worry about taking "care" of me any more, go find yourself someone to fuck when you want, and do everything when you want, and to control, because that will never be me. If you want me to move, then I will move.  I loved you, and you couldn't let up and allow me to love you my way, you have demanded that I love you YOUR way. I have the NEED to be respected as  human, and as an adult, neither of which you give me. I will begin paying you back next month for the tires and the oil change, and every FUCKING cent of your inheritance that has been spent on me, maybe you SHOULD ask someone to go on your trip with you since you're holding that against me too. I didn't mean to advise you to not sit with the people getting out of prison.