I don’t know my coworker very well. She’s older than me, and had a Ph.D in archaeology, and most of her interactions have involved her raising her eyebrows or rolling her eyes in response to something I’ve said. I didn’t know what words of comfort I could offer her this morning when she suddenly opened up to me about being hopeless and afraid about the state of the USA, so I listened for a while and then opted for the ‘Professor Lupin’ approach, asked her if she liked chocolate, and brought her a fancy muffin. I don’t know how to save the world but maybe I can help you produce a small bit of serotonin while we figure it out.
Thank God Harry potter exists so you knew how to act.
I just remembered that OP is the same one who, on the night Trump was elected, was offering to counsel people(?) upset over Hillary’s loss. It was definitely the funniest thing I saw that night apart from Canada’s immigration website crashing.
I have never “offered to counsel” anyone over anything. On the night of the election, after hearing about an attempt made by a family friend’s teenage son, I made a post encouraging people not to commit suicide out of political despair. Do you tour crisis centers when you need a laugh?
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