Comfort food.

Sometimes, words cannot adequately comfort pain, and only chocolate brownies and ice-cream will come close to being suffice.
Today is one of those days.
My friends have shown very luttle support, once again, but this time, I don't blame them. The nature of what's getting me down is pretty full on.

Not to go into too much detail, there was a murder near my hometown shortly after the new year - a man's body was found strangled, bound, dumped, and burnt.

My home town is fairly small, so emotions are high, and there is a lot if anger. Unsurprisingly.

What has made it hit me so hard is the fact the two men charged over the murder are friends with my delinquent 16 year ols brother.

But more than that, he is defending them, despite both admitting their involvement in the murder.

Furthermore, a year ago my brother ordered these men to stalk, harass, threaten and torment my mother, grandmother aand myself because we were wise to the dangerous and horrible things he was doing.
Excuse my language, but, shit just got real.
That really is the short version of a very long story. I'm not sure how to deal.

No matter how shitty a family member is, you never expect something like this.

EDIT:
Wow, there's a LOT of typos in that. Apologies. Goes to show just how rattled I was, given that I am a bit of a grammar whore.
I feel like updating you on the boudoir shoot I mentioned a little while ago. It was today, and, despite the emotional upheaval, I put on the brave face when I put on my make-up, and have just received a sneaky peeky at one of the photos, if you want to have a look.
As a bigger girl, it took a lot of soul searching and courage building to go through with a shoot. I was in nothing but a corset, and frilly knickers. Having that much of me was not easy at all, but it was liberating, I guess I could say. There is so much stigma about bigger girls, and the general opinion is that no matter what, we will always be ugly, and there is no way we could even come close to looking a little saucy, especially with our clothes off.
I'm pretty darn happy with the photo, and so far my friends love it too.
Let me know what you think, good or bad.