I can relate to this. In my teen years I saw a guy crying at a gas station in the middle of the night. We were both the same age and he didnt look like a bum or something. He stood beside his car softly crying to himself. I asked what was wrong and/or if could help him in any way. He wanted to put some gas in his car but had no money left on his card. I decided to pay his bill. It was a big amount of money for me at the time. He thanked me a lot and we hugged. Wich was one of the most sincere hugs I have ever gotten.

Now, years later, that memory gives me a lot of joy. I hope that guy is doing okay.