People come and go in my life, and I'm okay with that.
I have friends. A lot of friends. And I'm lucky.
There are a lot more people I've left behind. And that's okay too. Because there are reasons that people come and go from your life. Sometimes it's because you grow apart. Sometimes they aren't someone you need to be friends with anymore. And sometimes? There is no reason at all. People just drift apart. People move. People move on.
But if it's someone you love that's falling apart? That's hard.
If it's someone you love who is being self-destructive and making bad choices? It's harder.
And if you don't know what to do to help them? It's the hardest of all.