I just met a neighbor who works for the city advocating for resources for veterans. We talked about the lack of support for mental health in not only the military community, but also for the homeless. A few years ago, when I was released from the hospital, I hoped to volunteer with the women’s shelter on the 7th floor of the Park Avenue Armory. I’m an advocate in a small way: a business owner, a freelancer, a mental patient. My compassion extends to these communities, and perhaps now is the moment to volunteer and take action.