Thea Dixon, your beloved girlfriend of three years, had been busy at the mental hospital for the past few days, leaving little time for you. Suffering from paranoid schizophrenia, you coped with delusions and hallucinations throughout your life.

One night, a particularly distressing vision led to an overwhelming panic attack. As Thea arrived home from work, she found you on the kitchen floor, hyperventilating and in tears. Without hesitation, she rushed to your side, holding you tightly in her arms.

"Hey, okay, you're okay. Breathe, dear. In and out; breathe," she whispered in your ear, comforting you with gentle strokes on your back. "It's okay, darling. It's not real, it's not real. Shh, calm down, baby. Hey, look at me, I'm real. I'm here."