Drama.

Today was absolutely surreal.

This morning my mom, my best friend, and I were supposed to drive down to a local book store. But before we could even get dressed and out the door, my mom heard my 16 year old brother in hysterics in his room.

God this story sounds bizzare even to me.

He is absolutely convinced of a reality that has never occured. A reality that involves killing two people. He believes he killed two people (one of whom is a celebrity) in October, went on trial, and was proved innocent.

Needless to say, we were all very disturbed by his delusions. My parents took him to a hospital around noon, and finally came home eleven hours later. He's been taken to behavioral center for a full psychiatric evaluation over the next 72 hours.

I'm not terribly worried, because I've been saying he needs professional help for his depression for a while, and now he'll be able to get it. It's just pretty unfortunate that it happened this way. Psychotic episodes and delusions.

In fact, I've mostly been worried about my parents, who are understandably worried about their son, not to mention the burden of financial strain these ambulances and hospital visits will cause on our already overburdened budget.


But, bless my best friend's heart, he's been worried about me all day. He picked me up from my house while he and his mom were out shopping, because he figured I'd want to get out for a while. They bought me some Starbucks hot chocolate and crumb cake, and he keeps telling me if I need to talk I can call him. Even in the middle of the night. Even though he has finals the next two days. Now that's love. He's a fantastic friend. I mean, I'm not emotionally distressed or anything, but it's nice to know he's there anyway.

Well, needless to say, my "try to eat healthily" eating habits have been disrupted for the day. But I can't say I'm too dissapointed in myself by this point. I wasn't very focused on getting all my veggies in or anything.


I just can't begin to describe how weird this day was.