It ended up being a filmed suicide. He was very disturbed by it, obviously. He told me about it, and I sat down, ready to disprove the video and show him it was fake, only to do a little research and learn that it was very real.
So tonight, he says it's not the video. He says he's just scared and alone and he doesn't know why. But, c'mon, too much of a coincidence, don't you think? I read him one of my favorite, most comforting verses: Psalm 55:22 and then prayed with him, reminding him that God is always with us and that he is surrounded by the love of his family and his God.
I'm just worried about him. Sitting in the living room typing this instead of up in my bedroom, so he can hear me typing until he falls to sleep.
Sometimes, I hate the internet.