Life goes on!

It is heartbreaking to come upon a friend that you used to ride it out with, and only to realise that he’s now mentally ill. Especially not just a friend, but a true ride or die, an epitome of genuine loyalty, always down for you regardless. One that will never think about giving up his integrity for anything hostile to what you had, much less try to cause your downfall.

You started reminiscing on the good old times, and how y’all used to share dreams of a bigger life, but by Allah’s guidance you survived the game that he got messed up at. Now you’re sad, seeing him in a state that you could've been in. You so badly want to help, but what do you know about mental health. You find it retarded that folks are making fun of his illness, discounting the fact that it could've been them or theirs. 

Someone said “at its best, life is completely unpredictable” and he’s right. Things will always change and sometimes all wrong. Friends will come and go. Some will be successful, build new identities, some will remain on the breadline, some will make friends in accordance with their new standings, others will preserve their humbleness, some will travel abroad and go native, some will die young, some clinically insane, some junkies, some incarcerated, some will lengthen their beards and be holier than everyone, some considered apostates, some shameless sycophants, and so on.

The unexpected will force certain autobiographies to be rewritten, but at the end of the day, strength demands that we take comfort in knowing that no matter what happens next, life will still go one and we must become accustomed to that. May our individual stories be afforded happy endings. Speedy recovery to those in poor health, whether mind or body. May all departed souls find eternal peace.