Starting in 2021, I went through a two year kindness famine that was very depressing. I found myself sleeping in the car, unable to do self-care and becoming very depressed.I was teaching in China before the pandemic and I did not have a family to come back to in America because the social workers removed me from my biological mother. Still, I had not choice, but to ask my birth family for help, but instead of helping me they humiliated and hurt me. Kindness can save a life, especially when someone is experiencing a kindness famine.. People where cruel to me during this time and it was the small acts of kindness strangers bestowed upon me that gave me the strength to keep going. A kind word is like gas for the soul. It can keep a person going.