In 2010, I had to drop out of university. I was broke, unemployed, and my mum had died of suicide. My world was being torn apart around me. And while I would love to pander to the idea of model minorities, of taking personal responsibility, the truth is that I only got through that part of my life because of the radical love and collective care others showed me. My best friend, Tom, and my colleagues at the Capitol Cinema held me at this very vulnerable time and gave me the resources and space that I needed to heal and to thrive.