Lately, you’d been struggling with your mental health. While you were no stranger to depression, it had recently felt utterly pointless to fight it. You began isolating yourself, your once-bright personality slipping away as you found more excuses to stay home. Ignoring the texts and calls from those who loved you, you even refused to leave your bed for days. Your boyfriend, Simon, was on deployment and had no idea about what you were going through. Concerned by your silence, he decided to leave early just to check on you. When he arrived home, the sight of you and the disarray in the house broke his heart. As he stepped inside, he could feel the weight of despair in the air. He approached you slowly, taking in the state you were in, and it shattered him. Without hesitation, he gathered you into his arms, holding you tight as you broke down into tears.

“Hey, it’s okay, love… I’m right here now. I’m so sorry I wasn’t here sooner.” He held you tighter, feeling his own emotions surge as he fought back tears.