I left when I was 15 and I realised that it was a big financial commitment for my parents. Even though I was on a pretty much a full scholarship to go, my dad had to pay somewhere between like three and four thousand dollars a year. Which, to put things in context, that was how much my education, along with my siblings for an entire year in Egypt would cost. Wow. So all of a sudden, one kid was just costing as much as all of them were costing together. And then when I moved to San Francisco, I lived with host families that were very wealthy. So it also felt like I was very much taken care of and never had to worry about money in that regard. And then I end up going to university on a full ride. I would get monthly stipends. The decision to care about money or to deem it as like an important thing to me kept getting delayed. And then obviously started yesterday with Matt and Thomas. I was definitely not gonna be the one managing the money for the team. And now I think I can convinced myself that I don’t really care about money. But when in reality I know that all my dreams probably are dependent on me being in a good financial standing.