I took some Xanax because my partner’s family is A LOT, I love most of them but it’s a four hour Christmas with many many very drunk people and I had a panic attack a few years ago at their Christmas.

It went okay. I drove so my partner could have heaps of wine, because they feel the same way about their fam as I do. Nobody said anything terrible, nobody talked about politics.

Their brother is now exhibiting very concerning behaviors re: his mental health. He’s convinced he has a dog hair in his throat (no dogs to be found) and constantly leaves to the bathroom to check on it. He thinks he’s being poisoned by someone, and that many foods at the supermarket have poison in them. He asked if he was breathing at the dinner table and his sister told him he’s going to be okay. His face was red and someone asked him if he needed to step outside (it was very warm in the house) and he said “I can’t, I’ll never come back.” He thinks the CIA is watching him. Meds aren’t helping… but he refuses to try antipsychotics.