Yep, you've totally called it, you've shown me; I am a shitty millennial for not exactly being content with squalid conditions and eating out of cans, being pushed off on relatives when she was whoring it up, and getting beat when she'd have too much to drink, but fuck me for being ungrateful; how dare I want better? Instead of dwelling on it, I chose to work hard and pave my own way, and I have nothing to prove. I've already found my happiness, and that's good enough for me. I don't demand respect from anyone, and I generally like to treat others the way I'd like to be treated. I can tell you're just an angry person (you must feel like terrible inside, and I take pity on you). What kind of balanced individual gets so judgmental and venomous about the way someone chooses to do dishes? Seriously, when you say it out loud, it's very absurd and clearly mental. All in all, I've responded to you with more respect than you have proven to deserve, or most would afford to you. I truly hope you're able to overcome your issues one day and are able to find happiness, or at the very least some peace, but I won't hold my breath. - No more responses from me, I've wasted enough of my time, albeit I can't say it wasn't the slightest bit entertaining - you had me laughing a bit that's for sure.