No is no. I get it. So I’ll never see my Lori again. I’ll never see my kid again. I’ll never see my Speedy again. I’ll never be happy again. Soon my disability money will run out, and I’ll be living in my truck again. My Chewy is getting old and won’t be around much longer. And I think the only reason I’m still here is because I don’t want to break my mom’s heart.