My random depressed thoughts

Final Chapter (6 years later): A Little Update From the Other Side

Hey there.
It's been years since I last logged in here.
Right now, I'm sitting in my Master's class, half-listening, half-daydreaming, when I randomly remembered this account. Curiosity got the better of me, so I started scrolling through the things I posted back when I was... what, 16?

Wow.

All I could do was cringe—and smile a little too. Because, as dramatic and messy as some of those posts were, they were real. Real to the version of me who wrote them.

So, for my own sake and maybe for anyone else who happens to stumble across this, I wanted to write one final chapter. To say: I'm doing okay. Actually, better than okay.

Back then, I was going through a rough patch. A lot of things felt heavier than they needed to. I thought I'd lost a close friend forever. Someone I even wrote about here. But here's the twist: we found our way back to each other. Just a few months later, we slowly became close again. And since then? She's been my best friend. Still is.

It's funny. We never really talked about our "friendship breakup" at the time. It wasn't until a random moment during COVID, maybe 2020 or 2021, when her sister asked us why we didn't speak for a whole year. We just looked at each other and laughed awkwardly, like... "Yeah, why didn't we?"

The truth is, we never planned the reconnection. We just ended up in the same room on a school trip, and it happened. Awkward, funny, and somehow healing.

Looking back now, I realize a lot of that pain came from misunderstandings, not malice: no villains, just two young people with hurt feelings and no words for them.

And I guess I've changed too. Reading those old posts made me realize how far I've come—not just in life, but as a person. I'm 23 now. I enjoy my own company, even when life gets too busy to see friends. I've grown into someone I think my younger self would be proud of.

To anyone reading this who feels lost, especially if you're in high school or just struggling with friendships or identity: please know it's not forever. A lot of what hurts now won't always hurt. Sometimes, it's just part of growing up. Puberty, pressure, and trying to figure out where you belong are a messy cocktail.

But I promise, it gets better. For so many people, life truly begins after high school. That weird, toxic environment isn't the whole world. There's so much more waiting for you.

So don't give up on life just yet. Give it a chance. You might be surprised by what's ahead.

And above all, here's what life has taught me so far:

Everyone has their own truth. Don't assume. Talk it out. Ask before isolating yourself or feeling hurt.

Communication can heal things you didn't even know were broken.

I thank Allah every day for how far I've come.

Life is good.