Mystic Syn

In seminary this morning, posed a question/scenario/whatever/idk, I’m blanking on words right now that’s basically like: “You have a friend who’s just really down on themselves and feels like they shouldn’t be alive anymore,” and some other details I can’t remember right now.

Now, one of my besties sits behind me because we have this system of assigned seating that changes at the beginning of every month that’s completely random, and after one of my teachers lists off the scenarios, she just places a hand on my shoulder, because I tell her what goes on with me and all that. I thought: “Okay, didn’t need to call me out on that, scenario, but okay,” and went on with the scenario.

Went through the scenario, found a scripture that would help, all that seminary jazz. After we did that, another teacher goes: “Yeah, and make sure your friend gets some professional help,” and I swear, my bestie just stared at me and I kinda made myself as small as possible.