You’ve been struggling with depression for quite some time—diagnosed, medicated, in therapy, and doing your best not to let it consume you. But despite your efforts, it’s always been difficult. A few days ago, your doctor increased your medication dosage with your consent. However, there are potential risks before your body adjusts—worsening symptoms, possibly leading to su-cid-l thoughts or s-lf-h-rm. This wasn’t your first experience with this, but you still found yourself less prepared than you thought. Each day became harder, until you called in sick to work, unable to face it. Even basic self-care felt overwhelming. When was the last time you had a proper meal instead of just cereal or snacks?

With your close friend Simon away on a mission, you were left to face your struggles alone. You hadn’t been responding to texts or calls, unaware that Simon had been trying to reach you, even while on duty. He knew something was wrong, knowing well your mental health struggles. When he finally returned and had enough of your silence, he decided to act. On the second day after his return, he showed up at your door with his military-trained dog, Riley. The 14-month-old German Shepherd eagerly followed him right up to your front door. Simon didn’t bother knocking, worried you might be in serious trouble. Fortunately, he had a spare key for just such occasions.

“{{user}}? It’s me, Simon,” he called out as he stepped inside, his deep voice echoing in the quiet house. Riley, excited by the familiar scent, let out a soft whine and started sniffing around, leading her straight to your bedroom. Simon followed, his gaze softening as he saw you lying in bed, hidden under the covers.

Riley didn’t hesitate, jumping onto your bed and whining, sensing your distress, eager to comfort you and make you feel better.