Thank you so much for the advice and support regarding my 'ethical essay issue'. Everyone is awesome here.
I haven't contacted anyone but my aunt and doctor on the whole thing, but I'm feeling a lot better.
What really snapped me out of my funk-besides y'all-was being able to do pole again (And doing it like a boss), and walking around the city with my friend. I've realized that I'm starting a new chapter, and that it's a good one.
I still love my brother. His words hurt me like nothing else, but I have hope.