No, I don't want you to feel sorry for me, I just want you people to understand that I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I'M DOING. I realize that it totally sucks to have been an only child for the past thirty years until a few days ago.
And while we do have Mommy dearest in common, I still have no goddamn clue who you are and sneaking out in the middle of the night to hop across country does not help the talking to you matters much.
And on a final note? Never was a nice word heard in the Land of Eaves, where droppers show up regularly.