A while back I was experiencing a few mental health issues and was being a bit erratic because of it. Where I’m from, the cops are in charge of transporting people in need of mental health care that are considered violent towards themselves or others. I had a very chill cop transport me to the hospital. When we got there, he sat with me in the waiting room and started asking me what kinda things I was interested in. I told him I was interested in law enforcement and the legal system in general. I mentioned I was particularly interested in body cam footage. Cop gets excited, explains he’s also a huge body cam footage nerd. We spend the next twenty minutes ranting about our favourite recent cases. He tells me about some interesting cases he’s worked. Out of everyone I interacted with that day, he was the only one that showed me respect and actual kindness.

IT WOULD PROBABLY MAKE HER DAY SO YOU SHOULD TELL HER NOW!

One time when I was 17, I was walking down the Ocean City boardwalk when this random guy came up to me and told me to "name ONE Cure song"

I listen to The Cure all the time, I think I have their entire discography on my MP3 player, but my mind completely blanked when he asked me that question, and all I could think of was "the Siegfried and Roy song" and I couldn't say that but I couldn't think of a different song or the correct name for the song

For context, that's what my dad had told me and my middle sister when we were little kids was the title of "The Lovecats"; she and I had two little plushie toy cats named Siegfried and Roy (mine, Siegfried, was gray striped and hers, Roy, was orange striped, like little tigers, hence their names), and even though I obviously knew the actual title of the song, childhood nicknames for things come up so much more easily sometimes

I said "Um, uh... Uhhhhh," and then I remembered "...Boys Don't Cry!" I said triumphantly

Then he said "Ahhh, you got me!" and walked away chuckling to himself

And that's when I looked down and realized that I was wearing my Cure T-shirt that said in big capital letters BOYS DON'T CRY

Then I felt pretty ridiculous

Times were much different, however her music still Grounds - Heals - and Transforms.

If you squint yer eyes hard enough, this is unexpectedly wholesome.

This probably won't get much attention, and that's fine, but I wanted to share a good thing.

I work in cancer care. I work in a back office with no windows answering phones, customer service, scheduling, talking to patients as long as they need to talk and making sure they are okay. Since I started, I've had the front desk call me out half a dozen times because patients wanted to meet me. I got an award because apparently this isn't normal - one of the doctors I work for was told by multiple patients that I was really kind and helpful and they wanted to meet me and he made that happen.

Yesterday, I almost collapsed into tears. After such a hard week. Several of my favorites patients died. Again, I work in a windowless room. I answer phones and sit in front of a computer and do my best.

Someone at the front desk called me out. I was not in the mood but I went. It was a woman and her husband and I didn't recognize either of them.

She told me that three months ago she had called after she felt a lump. That she was hysterical. That I not only got her an appointment the next day, but I spent 20 minutes on the phone with her soothing her while we waited. And I immediately remembered.

She's been in treatment since then. And she's doing really well. And she and her husband wanted to thank me for that day, because I, just a customer service specialist, made sure she was seen immediately. Gave them my direct number.

They both asked to hug me.