When I was 18, my mom passed away and I thought that I would never recover and that my heart would remain broken. I became a very angry person and took my problems out of everyone around me. I desperately needed someone to talk to but I didn’t realize this. I pushed all my friends away, expect one who refused to leave no matter how nasty I was. The love this friend showed me slowly started to show me that there was still some good in the world and that my life wasn’t over. I learned that even though our natural instinct is to move away when someone is being unpleasant, it is sometimes good to stay because they need you.This is how my friend demonstrated to me that you can be unique by refusing not to be kind and today I try to live my life in the same way, in case someone needs me.