A lot of your day-to-day life, it's like you wake up and you see the same four walls. I don't think you'll ever get used to living in one room. Can you come in? What are we going to do? We're going to put it away. Where's the house? We have to do the house? Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. I guess it's so hard to explain it to someone how you feel living in one room. It makes you feel empty. It makes you feel low. It makes you feel like you're not good enough. I think in my circumstance, I can't give my child the life that he needs, and no amount of toys can make him feel free. I see his behavior change when we go into an actual home, and I think he's confused as to why people have homes and we don't. We're just nobodies. It's like we're just not. We're not there. Unless you've got the money, the background, the silver spoon fed, then you're not important and you don't matter.