Leo hadn’t left his apartment in three days.
Depression made the outside world feel unreachable.
But Buster didn’t understand depression.
The dog simply sat by the door with his leash.
Waiting.
Patient.
Hopeful.
Eventually Leo stood up.
Not for himself.
For the dog.
That walk changed everything.
Sunlight.
Fresh air.
Movement.
Sometimes healing doesn’t start with motivation.
Sometimes it starts with responsibility.
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