I've been hypomanic today. I was talking a mile a minute to my caseworker at the county mental health office. I had to take double the amount of diazepam just to fall asleep last night. I'm feeling near to a manic episode and my mom calls me and tells me my brother is seriously suicidal. It's too long to explain but basically he'd rather be dead than deal with what he's facing. I suggested to my mom that he check himself into a psych ward. He really does need a diagnosis and treatment. I hope he will go. It's a really bad situation, but running from it will make it worse.