When the table turns to me, I will never forget the people who kept their doors open for me when I needed it most. I will remember the hands that reached out when I felt like I was falling, and the voices that reminded me I wasn't alone. I'll always appreciate the ones who stayed kind to me during the hardest days of my life, even when they had no reason to help. One day, when I'm finally in a better place, I want to be that same kind of person to others. I want to give back the love, support, and comfort that was given to me when I needed it. Because people may forget words, but they never forget the kindness that helped them survive difficult times.