You can live for $12 an hour. You’re gonna take public transportation. You’re gonna live in a shitty plate, but you can. To me, I have two children. I would much rather my child be happy every day. Because I’m not scared of them not having a purse or nice sneakers or a big house. So I think my only words of wisdom is, fight to be happy. Most young kids who don’t want to go down a career path, they have to learn that they have to stand on their own two feet. So they can’t have you paying, but he can do whatever the fuck he wants? Exactly. His money. That’s it. And for you, on the flip side, if you don’t take money from them, they can’t tell you anything. But the second you ask them for money, well, then they have saying,