I work in a mental health inpatient residential community. Every day, I walk alongside people who are rebuilding their lives with very limited income and resources. For many of my clients, even basic necessities—like clothing—are hard to come by. Recently, I lost a significant amount of weight, and my closet quietly told a story of change. Instead of packing those clothes away or dropping them off somewhere anonymous, I brought them to work. I placed eight large bags of clothing on tables and invited my clients to look through them. What happened next was something I won’t forget. There was laughter. Smiles. Gentle teasing. People trying on jackets, holding shirts up to the mirror, asking one another, “Does this look okay?” The room felt lighter. For a moment, it wasn’t about diagnoses, treatment plans, or struggles—it was about dignity, choice, and joy. Now, when I see my clients walking through the halls wearing clothes I once wore, my heart feels full. They wear them with pride. They appreciate them. And they remind me that having clothes you feel good in isn’t a small thing—it’s deeply human. It’s about being seen, valued, and comfortable in your own skin. This experience stayed with me because it was so simple—and so powerful. Please remember: there are people in our communities who need clothes. Sometimes what no longer fits us can become a source of confidence, comfort, and happiness for someone else. And sometimes, sharing in that way changes us just as much as it helps them.