In the sense of just not being another statistic, right? In the sense of that pragmatic, um, that coupled with a picture of my nephew, um, even in my darkest days, anytime I'd go to see my sister, my nephew was four or five, maybe six at the time. His eyes lit up every time he saw me. I would be, you know, just distraught, you know, holes in my clothing, stopping by, trying to, you know, do something despicable to my family. And my nephew didn't see that. My nephew saw Uncle Matt. My nephew saw uncle Matt. I had a picture of him and that idea that if he can love me this much if he can see past and forgive all those past things that i did whether it was on a cognizant you know a conscious level or not um I can try to do the same for myself.