Yes, it was FAR easier for me not to see my daughter. My heart would drop whenever she would call and I found it easier for ME to stay far away. I couldn't bear it. I tried too hard to try to save my daughter to no avail. Nothing, not one thing I said or did made any difference.
It is very frustrating. I do not speak of rehab, or shelters anymore. No sense. It is too hard, seeing her in this shape. The lows are incredible, not mine, hers. I do realize it is because she is not high. High. Huh. It is just functioning, I think, the high. If you could even call what she is doing as functioning.
My hubs wants her to shower here, eat here. It is torturing him, her being homeless.
I know it is her choice. She is not ready to quit.
I think the more frequently she comes, it is to the point of enabling, he disagrees.
SIGH.
Hopefully, one day, we will be on the same page.
No, I couldn't believe a word out of my daughter's mouth. Meth made her ULTRA paranoid, delusional and a liar. Oh but she was good, though. She made ME believe that people were out to kill her. I actually went to the FBI office crying and pleading for help. Only now that she has been clean over a year does she realize how truly crazy she was...
Keeping you in my thoughts and prayers..
Thank you PG, I will keep this in mind. I do realize she is involved with a very degraded crowd of people. I am angry that she continues to come around and take advantage of her fathers love and kindness. Even in his illness.
One day at a time, one step.....
I am encouraged by your daughters progress.
Thank you for your continued posting, and helping me, and others.
It truly makes a difference.
Mahalo nui loa
(((HUGS)))
leafy