Backstory: My brother is an Air Force veteran with PTSD and back pain. After his contract with the Air Force was up he attended an Ivy League university and became captain of their debate team. His debating skills are unmatched and part of how he wins is by humiliating his opponent. My brother is also highly conservative and a huge Trump supporter. 
  Recently we had a huge family gathering, and eventually, politics came up. I am the polar opposite of my brother, I'm politically Liberal in my stances. My brother tore into my arguments. He humiliated me, picked apart my argument piece by piece, and made me feel, stupid, greedy, selfish, and arrogant for believing what I believe in. Humiliating me in front of my family still has me angry. Even though he can destroy someone in a debate we still love each other. Two weeks after this family gathering my brother had a business trip to my city. I asked him if he wanted to meet up and get dinner. He said he would think about it and in the meantime, he would give me the address of his hotel. 
  At 4:15 PM he texts me saying he's available for dinner at seven. I say yes and we agree to meet at his hotel for dinner. A little while after we sit down his back starts acting up, he forgot his pain medication so he went back to his room to retrieve it. Twenty minutes later I was getting concerned so I went to his room. When I entered he was sitting down waiting for the pain medication to work, I then asked him if he was okay and needed help walking back to our table. He said yes, so I helped him. I made a joke about us looking like a gay couple, his response was to say "shut up, I hate homosexuals." Here's the thing I'm a closeted homosexual, and I have a secret boyfriend. This is when the rage started to build. 
  Throughout the rest of dinner, we were having a "good time." Secretly I was pissed off. When I got home I was furious. I called the hotel he was staying at and asked for security. I told them my brother was staying there, he has back pain and PTSD, and I am concerned about him. Hotel security calls the police, and when the police arrive, he's placed in handcuffs and taken to an involuntarily psychological evaluation. His wife called me if I knew where he was since he wasn't answering his phone. How badly did I fuck up?

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