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My brother aced all his courses. Two years ago right at this time, he was diagnosed with a mental illness called Schizophrenia. He was frustrated, hopeless and on the verge of losing his shit. My parents went through a very tough time, we didn't know what to do to ease whatever he was feeling inside. I felt like my whole world collapsed. He is my twin brother. We shared a womb together. There is nothing more saddening than the part that my brother was going through such mental pain and I couldn't do anything about it. Nothing that I'd say would ease his discomfort because everything was dark in his mind. I almost thought, I lost him.

Fast forward til now, my brother has achieved his academic excellence this semester and he has been quite studious, my father helped tremendously with his math courses and such, he has friends now, he likes going classes, he enjoys writing computer codes, he is praying five times a day. Everything is in perfect place. And we couldn't be happier. He went through such dark time and it made him, it built him strong and I am so proud of him, I am so happy. I am so happy to get my brother back!

This post is dedicated to my hardworking brother. Hey if you're reading this, while I am gone, I want you to know, you're the best blessing I have in my life. I am so grateful to be your twin sister. You're the greatest gift Allah has ever given to me.




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