Oh Baby Baby...

I’ve never been a big fan of B.S. I’ve always thought she gave blonde Southern women a bad name (as if they didn’t have to do enough damage control). She’s clearly about as smart as Jessica Simpson and has about as much talent; sure they are (were) both hot and can dance, but that’s about it.

That being said, lately, my heart goes out to Brit. What she is going through is truly sad and should not be mocked. I mean, she started hanging out with Paris Hilton, which is always a clear sign that a person is circling the drain. Then she shaved her head, in public… which, for a girl like B, is about as big a cry for help as you can get, short of actually attempting suicide.

The girl has clearly had a meltdown, and to make matters worse, she’s the mother of two.

My grandmother had a nervous breakdown when she was a young, single mother of two and had to leave my mother and uncle in the care of their grandparents while she went for a hospital stay. But she didn’t have to do it in front of the entire country.

I had a similar experience, less privately, but luckily I was unmarried and childless at the time. It is never fun to hit rock bottom, for whatever reason; losing touch with reality, feeling ultimate desperation, acting in crazy ways that no one understands, including you? None of these are experiences I’d recommend. But sometimes they are what a person has to go through to finally wake up and change for the better. But such a transformation needs understanding, friendship, and love. Not flashbulbs and magazine covers.

So Brit, I feel ya, girl—I know how hard it is… I truly hope you are able to get through this and get better soon.