This chick goes photogenic, schizophrenic you after her brother dies (heh... I think I know what was going on there), and it gets even worse when the stupid twat refuses to take her medication: she hears voices, throws crazy-fueled fits, and at one point she even runs away to Tampa, Florida and becomes a stripper (that's just what Tampa needs, more dumb, whorish chicks). After a few years at the nut farm she gets better thanks to this real-life miracle drug - which they pimp at the end of the movie - and decides to track down the guy she was banging before she went bananas to see if they can pick up where they left off. When she finds him he doesn't want to get back together, but then five minutes later he does. The end. It's not so much a "story" as "two things that happen, followed by an ad for clozapine". Possible side effects of clozapine, incidentally, include constipation, your heart stopping, and something called "acute megacolon". Jesus fucking Christ. If I ever go schizo I'll take my chances with the Operators and Things, thanks.