Why do bad things always happen around the holidays, aren't they supposed to be good and special? Every year somehow it always gets ruined. This year looks just the same. My dad will either be out of the picture, or in it destroying it.

He's up in Warren right now in the hospital. Mom committed him again, he was talking extra crazy so his parents talked to my mom and the decision was made to do it again. This time for a longer time and they'll very possibly 303 him. Which means they'll keep him longer. There's even been talk that he may have to go to Warren State Hospital.

He cried to me before I left the house to go to my grams. Something was odd, more odd than usual. Mom told me she thought he was gonna kill himself that day. Either way he ended up in the hospital. There's nothing physically wrong with him, but mentally...

I can't even begin to describe how bad it is now. I cried so hard when I had to hug him goodbye in the hospital. He had to go back to his room early because he was acting up (pointing fingers and grabbing my mom) so he left again....I haven't seen him since then. The only thing I remember thinking while hugging him, is "why?" Life is taking my dad far away from me, so far he may never come back. You don't even know how bad this is.

He really believes the conspiracy in his head is real. He believes that the neighbors are all watching him and plotting against him and everyone around him "knows"

My daddy is a good person, to see this happen breaks my heart into so many pieces it'll never go back together right. I've given up on ever having my dad hold me and rub my back in the recliner while I fall asleep in his lap and arms. I'll probably never win or lose another game of checkers with him. I'll probably never be able to happily and willingly go grocery shopping with him. I guess I lost my dad again, this time it looks like it's for good.

Not many people come out of this state of mind. He really believes all this, he believes it with every last fiber of his being. I think he's schitzophrenic personally. But I don't know, I guess we'll find out sooner or later. Life just likes to fuck me over again and again.