A year and a half ago, I was mentally at my lowest. My girlfriend broke up with me, one of my best friends started hating me, I was made fun of often in school.

All my life, I've been made fun of. For my appearance, for my clumsiness, for being cringy and emotionally unstable. I was just tired of everything and everyone. I wasn't particularly good at anything, and I've almost never had any good interaction with any stranger.

I usually go to my grandparents by train. I wanted to see them one last time before I do *it*.

I sat alone, playing some of my favourite songs. I never looked anyone in the face because I thought they would also laugh at me.

Then came a man. I don't know how he looked like. I never looked up at him, because I was scared. I remember him being around 30. He was going around the train and giving candy to everyone. My favourite candy. He put a hand on my shoulder and put the candy into my hand, said "here you go" with a smile on his face and left.

I was stunned. Actually stunned. I wanted to thank him, but when I looked behind me he was already getting off the train.

I started sobbing. I tried to hide it as much as I could, so I wouldn't get any attention on me. This one piece of candy from a random guy made me cry and gave me hope for humanity.

I don't know why I had such a visceral reaction. Maybe I was just looking for one, *one* proof that people could be nice. And it happened.

After that, I started seeing things with a bit more color. I started a new hobby, started studying hard and today I got accepted into the best college in the country.

I don't know who you are man, and I'll probably never see you again. But know that you saved someone's life.