Something else I’d like to share with you guys my 6 year old was with me when Police kicked in the trap house doors. He begged and cried for them not to kill his daddy as they had guns in my face as they yelled at me to get on the ground which I refused to do because in my head my son wasn’t going to see me on my knees for no man. Because of my actions my son has a fear of them which I’ve been planning to try to fix but haven’t gotten that far yet and have been beating my self up about but last night as we were out trick or treating he ask if he could go give a few cops some candy and he told em thank you for helping. Which showed me that me trying to live a different life is also helping my kids and that maybe I don’t have to fix everything. That maybe I should keep my hands out of it and I can see me being positive and trying to live right is rubbing off on everyone around me.