one of those whiny blogs

So this blog might not be entirely positive. sue me. I am so stressed out right now guys. My brother is in a coma. I spent all of last night at the hospital and literally did not sleep at all. He is going to be in there for at least a month and then depending on how badly his brain is damaged after, he either won't remember us or will have a completely different personality or maybe won't even know how to talk. This has been going on for a week now and school is so much more complicated because I can't concentrate on ANYTHING and sometimes just don't show up to classes because I feel like I will just end up being rude to people and messing up stuff.
My best friend says that I should send him subliminal messages to make him hip when he wakes up. "Tiiiiiim. You are only allowed to wear cardigans and skinnyjeans. When your neck is chilly, you wear a scarf. You will enjoy thrifting with me and here is a cd containing some of your favorite music. When you awaken we shall attend many shows. Fleet foxes. Annuals are your FAVORITE BAND. We will attend Coachella next year Tiiiiiim."
The other day my mom looks over across his hospital bed and says "Chelsea. What are you whispering about cardigans and moccasins?"
"uhhhhhNothingMom."