This movie is for real.
My friend 1 out of 3 has this syndrome. And this film is a mirror image of him. I known him since 1987. So I cried through out the film because I know all this too well. He has the symptoms Brad has and has more than him. I have accepted him even though he can be cruel and I have my moments where I get so agitated but it's me. It's hard to figure why he does that perhaps because I'm weak. His growing up his optimism his interest in 80's music he's been married twice to two beautiful women even has a son from first marriage. And doesn't let his symptoms get to him although I'm sure it does. And has a excellent career. And a great musician in successful cover band.
As for me I'm the opposite I have nothing just disabled and depressed with no life or wife. It's even more debilitating than his syndrome.
I never gave up on him. And he has never given up on himself. Ironically I have given up on myself. I'm 75 percent dead and 25 percent just alive for the sake of it.