Britney Spears. I was never a fan. Perhaps I was just never of the right generation. Or, maybe it is that I never did develop an affinity for pop music. In any event, she was always sort of a mystery to me. I could not see her appeal.

Now that she is a mom, though, I feel a little more interest in her story. I have no idea what Kevin Federline did her while they were married, but he certainly screwed her up. She has not been right since marrying that joke of a man. And now, she is repeatedly facing losing custody of her children and all I can think is that it is driving her over the edge and into drug rehab. The girl is not a happy person and she is acting out in grandiose ways. Here is a girl who all but grew up in the public eye. All of her temper tantrums are big and involve the public and the press. She is not accustomed to privacy and so she does not seem to even require it anymore.

So, she got hauled off last night to the hospital. She was forcibly removed from her home for mental evaluation after initially refusing to relinquish custody of her boys. As a mother, I think I can see into a small part of what she might have been thinking. The desperation that might have clouded her judgment as she was faced with her babies going back to their father may have been too much for her to process. Under the influence or not (and that is being debated), she was just spiraling into the protective mom zone surely.

Poor kid. I hope she gets herself in top shape and kicks Federline’s ass in court one day.