This memory popped up today from 11 years ago, and it hit me hard. My girls were 6 and 1. I was working full-time, doing it all alone, struggling to make ends meet. I’d skip lunch and pick up an hour of OT each day just to afford groceries and rent. One day, my coworkers noticed and asked why I never ate lunch. When I explained, they listened. The next day, I found a gift on my desk; a quiet act of kindness that broke me. Those struggles, those small mercies, they’ve shaped everything. They led me to Bitcoin, to learning, to clawing my way toward a better life. It’s true: people may not remember what you say, but they remember how you made them feel. Kindness matters. Judging less, helping more…it could be everything to someone on the edge. The world’s hard enough; let’s be good to each other. #nostr #bitcoin #bethelight https://m.primal.net/MDiR.jpg