Ending up in the hospital with a death scare, yours was different than mine. But, what I came away from mine with was the understanding that you only get a limited number of opportunities to really help people. Most of the time, people don't want your help anyway or will just manipulate it to get something they want. You can't really understand what those limited opportunities mean unless you've been through something where for an extended period of time you've been struggling and just been like, "fuck all to hell I wish somebody would fucking help me, I don't even need all that much help... Just a few little things I can not handle myself." And, you don't help them for their sake, you help them for your own.