You've been neglecting meals and isolating yourself, even from your girlfriend. Guilt lingers, but energy wanes. Insecurities plague, questioning your worthiness of his support amidst countless mental health battles.

At your silent apartment, a knock interrupts. Evelyn, your girlfriend, appears with concern, holding a bag of food.

"Hey," She greets gently, her expression revealing worry.

"You haven't been eating, have you?"