worked tirelessly, and eventually became a partner at a top law firm. Now she was back to launch a business—and to thank me. She asked me to check my bank account. I did,

and tears filled my eyes: she had transferred $60,000 to me. I was going through a painful divorce and struggling financially. That money arrived like a lifeline. She told me she had never forgotten my act of kindness, and that repaying me had been one of her biggest motivations.2. After losing my dad, I spiraled into deep depression. I finally sought help and was picking up antidepressants when I broke down crying at the pharmacy. I apologized for “crying like a child,” but the pharmacist gently said, “You don’t need to apologize. You’re facing your struggle and taking steps to heal. That’s brave.” Those few words completely changed the way I viewed my mental health journey.