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1. Alcohol acts like a _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _depressing the central nervous system

2.Babies born to mothers who drank heacily during pregnancy have a condition known as _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.

3. the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ is the proportional weight of alcohol per 100 units of blood and is expressed in a _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

4. withdrawal symptoms often associated with alcoholism are called _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

5. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ is the process that produces alcohol by the action of years.

6. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ is a disease that typically begins with social drinking.

7. the conversion of alcohol into water carbon dioxide and energy is called _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ and takes place in the _ _ _ _ _.

8. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ is a process by wich the poisonous effects of alcohol are lessened in the body.

9. the active substance in distilled spirits is _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.

10. scar tissue developing on the liver id known as _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.

I have a friend whose father is doing heroin. Because of this, my friend was enticed to try it himself. Now he’s addicted. His mom is asking for my help in convincing him to get himself treated. I was wondering how I’m going to do this, as well as find information regarding drug rehabs in their area.

I was in foster care for my whole life. And I’m starting to wonder about my real mom. I want to find her but the system makes it impossible to find her. I changed my last name so she can’t find me. I’m not sure what to do. Should I try or not bother.

She and my dad sold drugs. They were caught and my dad was deported back to Korea and passed away. Me and my sisters became PGO. I met some of my real family but their all crazy and drug addicts so their no use to me.

I have a great foster family I’m 20 and still live with them. But I need to know more about my history and my “new” family can’t answer my questions. Or social services. Could I find a way to talk with her or is it a lost cause.

Seven years ago, I lost my identity. I was the favorite child and sibling out of seven siblings, predestined to honor the family. My father depended on me to shine because my brothers and sisters were involved in alcoholism, financial obsession, jail time, etc. What a great identity I had! Sure, there was pressure to be successful, but I was trusted, admired, and loved. Then, I got pregnant. Not by my husband, but by a guy who didn’t get along with the family. This broke my father’s heart and let down the others. A year later, my father died of cancer. I have lost a lot of credibility/relationships since then. I enjoy being a mother, but something is missing. My question is, should I pick up where I left off and attempt to restore my former identity by pursuing a professional career (no, I’m not a robot doing it for the money), or should I let everything go (not sure I know how to) and find a new identity (whatever that is)?

I am a 13 yr old girl named alex and my friend was 5 year old girl. her mother was a drug addicted hor… THE SWAT CAME OVER TO MY LITTLE FRIENDS HOUSE AND TOOK HER TO THE ORPHANGE!!! now im trying to find her like crazy on the people search sites and stuff >< her name was paris and she lived in merced CA :’{ she always asked her if i loved her and if i was her sister and i always said yess :’(((( X( please help!!!!!!!

Let me give you the lowdown first:
My mother is a single woman raising 1 child, 15 years old on SSI. My other sister, a 30 year old, irresponsible, (we think) drug addict, has up and left her children at my mother’s home one day to go running around with her friends, she hasn’t been back for more than a few minutes at a time since.

Someone called DHS due to the abandonment and DHS wants to take the children into fostercare due to my sisters volitale behavior. They’ll leave the children in my mother’s care as long as she has custody of some sort. Otherwise my sister can come in and out of their lives and take them and then leave them again at her will, because she doesn’t think about the safty and well being of her children. Now, if Sis takes the kids, DHS will step in and put them into foster care because she is not a fit parent and Mom doesnt’ have custody. They’re basically floating in limbo right now.
We desperately need a legal document that gives Mom custody of these kids so that they are safe from being ripped out of this family. They are very loved and cherished in home with Mom and myself, Mom’s neighbor.
I’ve posted this in another forum… This is how desperate we are.
Thanks for the help so far.

We’ve been through the lawyer thing. Lawyers cost money that neither of us have. We wanted to find out about documents that we can file pro-se (without an attorney). We might be able to get her to sign over on her own and we might not (hopefully we can) we just need to know how to legally word it so that it is not nullified when it’s filed in the court system.

I am envolved in a legal custody battle with a 4 month old who the elleged father is trying to get custody of. The father is an addicted alcoholic and has criminal background in Iowa as well as a Restraining order against him, put in place by the mother. Any information regarding this is greatly appriciated. Also trying to find a good inexspensive lawyer for the mother who is the respondent in the case.

allright so i’m 17, and i see a shrink once a week.

At first it was Anorexia and i got to 77 pounds from 130, now its Compulsive excercising and Once a week I have a binge episode, where i can actually believe i’m trying to kill myself by overeating. I can reach 35,000 calories.

but me and my mom have been talking lately and we have been going through scenes of my life that may have not been “Normal”

Like last week: I ordered a Medium Coffee, and they gave me a large. I didnt care but all of the sudden i found myself Shrieking, Breathing fast,sobbing and throwing it all over the car interior.

A few minutes later I had repented so many times to my mom saying how sorry i was, and she understood b/c it wasnt the first time i had done stuff like this.

Many times when i order drinks i feel that in the drink someone had put something fattening in it and freak out about that. Usually thats when i throw it everywhere and have anxiety attacks.

My mom says that I tend to have no fear and take alot of risks (Like walking across the arcs of a Huge bridge, or throwing a party at my house without thinking of the consquences)

Another time, my father told me to calm down when i was overstressed thinking about my excercise for the day, so i went into the kitchen and Banged a pott against my head repeatdly till i started bleeding.

Another time, I was afraid my dad was in a bad mood and I started to flip out and had to be wrestled to the ground to control me, i had ripped off my shirt and was flopping on the floor like a fish (my mom said), breathing hard, sobbing and scratching myself.

When i get really upset i scratch myself untill i bleed with my nails and thers been times where i rip out my hair.

I have had OCD, and when i was little i had to kiss every stuft animal 12 times bbefore i went to bed. And at night i have littl rituals like kiss my dog three times, than blow three kisses to the celling to my dog in heaven, and I have to Smile before i leave a mirror, and I have to make sure the microwave is at 3:33 mins when i cook something it doesnt matter what it is. Theres alot more. I usually have an episode (like the cofee) once-twice a week.

Please help me.

My Boyfriends mom has been taking care of her niece for 3 years now because the babys parents are addicted to drug now that the mom is cleaned the judge said she has until January and my boyfriend’s mother is extremely terrified scared that they will take the baby away and the baby calls her mom and she does everything for that child so does any one know any poems or where i can find out so i can email it to her to make her day brighter and not so scared? Thank you

Okay, so this is what I remember. There was a young girl whose mom did hard drugs and bounced between drug dealing boyfriends. her mom gave birth to the little girls little brother and when he was born he was addicted to drugs. it was set in the UK. its about the girls life. there was an old lady that collected butterflies or something and there was a poison jar. thats about all i remember

My dad has always been responsible. Unfortunately, ever since he and my mom got divorced, he has gotten himself into bad company and started doing drugs. I hate the effects that this has had on him. He really needs to get himself treated as soon as possible, and I would like to find a drug rehab for him. Please help.

I’m 22 and she is 58.My mother has psychological problems & does very unexplainable things.Its hard bcuz we dont have alot of money to pay for a regular psyciatrist.To make things even more difficult,she does not speak any english- only spanish. Counselors are not even close to what my mother needs.they did say she has signs of altimers and dimentia?She is married to my father,65, and hates him to death.After i leave for the Army next month, i’m scared of what will happen when i’m gone.In my entire life, i’ve never seen them get along or show affection to eachother.My childhood memory is full of him beating the crap out of her-but that stopped a long time ago when he got too old. I love them both.She recently started hitting him when he asks her things like if shes hungry.She doesnt eat or drink unless I make her.I dont know what to do.Do i go on with my life and let my dad handle this when i know he wont?Or do i throw away my life plans and future to stay home to take care of them?

My biological father was arrested for domestic violence 9 years ago for hurting my mother. For 11 years, I watched my alcoholic father beat the **** out of my mom. My dad abandoned us after his jail sentence and never paid a dime in child support since then. My mother placed a restraining order on him.

I am 18 now and recently let my father back into my life. He’s got another wife (a recovering addict) and kids now. He is still struggling with alcoholism and always asks me to borrow money.

He is a born again Christian now and is always badgering me to get saved. I find this the absolute epitome of hypocrisy. Anybody out there feel for me?
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My mom suffered so much because my father was addicted to alcohol. When my dad left us, I vowed to do something to help society deal with people like him. This is why I want to find alcohol rehabs. I want to work there, help out, do some counseling or assist with therapies. I major in psychology, and I like helping people. If anybody could give me information regarding alcohol rehabs, I would really appreciate it.

What do you find absolutely mandatory in a partner, I mean very little room for compromise when it comes to that one or two things. Rather it’s physical, emotional, spiritual, whatever. Why do you find it unbearable to deal without?

What do you find it unbearable to deal with?

What are the top three things you have to offer in a relationship? Leave the modesty for another question lol.

I’m really into fitness and MMA, and I spend at LEAST 2 hours exercising or doing kickboxing and BJJ drills. I would have to have an active person, doesn’t have to be into fighting too *though that would be preferred*. They have to be at least mildly in to fitness. Another question does anybody else who kind of a “health nut” feel that way? Also they have to have thick skin cause I’m terribly blunt.

I can’t stand spoil brats. If you have a good upbringing I’m not hating, but if your oblivious to the fact that you got a great family, great parents, and a great life…. I can’t even talk to you. I had to work for everything I had since I was 15, live by myself since 18, dad was a drug addicted, mom was a religious nut who kicked me out, got shot at, attacked, name it I been through it. I still find numerous things to be thankful for. I just can’t stand ungratefulness, especially when your privileged.

First thing I bring into a relationship is raw honesty rather that’s good or not. Secondly, I’m protective especially over females, guys too, but more so females. Thirdly, I’m very cultured been a lot of places, *military brat* which resulted in me requiring the taste of a wide array of cuisines. I’m a great chef, like above average. I love Rachel Ray, but I could cook circles around her. Not that she ever claimed to be a gourmet chef.

So what about you…..

So, I’m seventeen. I had a girlfriend of ten months… We last had sex on like.. Jan 10 I think.. around there. Anyway, she stopped talking to me after feeding me a bunch of lies and bullshit and she is actually dating someone else. She now lives in Houston with her drug addict mom and her mom’s failure of a boyfriend. According to her grandparents, she missed her period this month. There is a LARGE chance the baby is mine… Now, this girl is on some pretty severe drugs. If it is indeed my baby, what can I do about her drug situation? This girl has never had a legal guardian since she was born, she just turned seventeen and is violating all sorts of things for Social Security, her mom is violating her probation.. They HAVE drugs in this house, and her mom is also supplying her with alcohol. I am trying to find a way that she will have to go live with another family member, so we can fix all these problems.. I think with her mom doing some seriously illegal stuff and her mom’s boyfriend possibly having a warrant out for her arrest we can take care of them… Now, I need to know what the laws are for a seventeen year old with no guardian and if her grandparents could try and take guardianship.. considering she can’t take care of herself… and she loses her social security checks, which she is already in violation of… And.. With a good chance I am the father what rights to I have to try and keep her clean?
I have to admit that a condom was not used. Only birth control. I am trying to figure out more what I can do to get custody put over her than anything else. The point of getting her mother thrown in jail is because her mother is the one who got her all on this shit. The entire reason she is with this guy is because mom wants it to be that way. It’s a difficult situation to explain.. Not something I can really explain on the internet ya know? Just wondering what legal right she has.. Her grandparents had “amnesty” or something like that over her for a long while.. Not exactly sure what happened to it lol.. Point is, they want her back and want her clean. I could care less about being with her.. I don’t want a fudging crack baby, ya know?
Also, I looked up Emancipation.. and unless she can support herself.. She cannot be emancipated. So basically someone has to have control over her at all times, and that person has to be a relative apparently. At least that is what I gathered on the internet. If anyone really wants custody of her, the only chance she has of staying away is proving she can take care of herself… Which.. She can’t, that’s why she relied on me so much. Confused confused little girl…
By the way. The only reason I believe them when they say it might be mine.. Is because I know by facts there is a HUGE chance it is.. Then again, you never know. It could be the other guys.. IN WHICH CASE… She is about to have one ugly baby. lol. It twas not her who shared her info on her menstrual cycle… It was her doped up mom blabbering to her grandmother because obviously SHE can’t support another child either..
Well, as far as having sex with such a messed up girl.. I never knew how bad it was. I knew she smoked pot, but not all this….
Now, as far as calling my actions stupid. You don’t know the full story and there is quite a bit I am not cluing you guys in on. There are many lies involved in this story. She has not started all this stuff but a couple months ago, and I have not seen her much since then. Her mom and her mom’s boyfriend hate me of course because I am not a drug user blah blah. At one time she could have been a wonderful mother and very fit to be one.. Now on the other hand…

I just don’t know anymore…My parents are 35 now and i am 19. I have been in counseling since i was 7, i started smoking pot when i was 12, I got kicked out of my first high school when i was 13, at that point my mother couldn’t deal with me any longer and asked me to leave her house, my father moved out of his parents house and we got an apartment together, my father used crack during this entire time and wouldn’t come home for weeks, at 14 i tried cocaine and after a month i was using about 7 grams every 4 days or so, My father used to sneak in my room and steal money from my pockets while i slept.. i knew he was doing it i just was afraid and hurt so i just let him do it and didnt say anything.. total of 5 thousand over two years, i paid half the rent with money i got from selling weed and even one time i had to make the full payment, when i was 14 i got kicked out of my second highschool and coincidentally we also got evicted out of our apartment, We moved and i ended up saving about 50-60 grand from selling drugs at 15 years old, My father only got worse and i finally caught him with 30 crack pipes in his drawer… which he wouldnt admit to even when i showed him that i found them, I over dosed on cocaine twice in this time, I was then charged with 2nd degree aggrivated assault and attemtped murder… i was aquitted on the attempted murder because it was self defense, i was on probation at the time and i failed some drug tests for cocaine so the judge decided sending me to a long term rehab was the best option as i was only 15, I then went to the youth detention center until there was an open bed in the inpatient rehab, After being there for 4 months i was transfered to the rehab, That place… it makes me want to cry. I went through some profound changes there.. When i went in i was happy, almost too energetic, outgoing, sports active, easy to make friends with, honorable, i always talked with everyone about their problems and tried to help, i never backed down and i used to care. Slowly i started to change… within three months i was put into anger management and i was diagnosed with Chronic Depression.. The plan was when i get out to move back in with my father but after being in for 6 months he went into the army and moved to hawaii.. After that i talked with my mother and i would be moving back in with her. My younger sister turned 2 while i was in rehab and my mother had 2 other children while i was in… After being there for 14 months i finally got to go “home”. After i was fitted with an ankle bracelet so i couldnt leave me house unless it was for school or work for 4 months. I was 16 at this point and i dropped out of school and got my GED and started working and going to Community College. Everything was going alright except my mother just didnt treat me the same anymore. The only way i can explain it is that she was just… mean and not caring, she never hugged me or told me she loved me anymore. I wasn’t using drugs for that 4 months and two months after i got off the bracelet, i then started drinking and smoking pot again, i took acid 3 times and i did shrooms 3 times, 3 days after i turned 17 my mother informed me she was moving 4 states away and that i wasn’t going with her, I then moved in with my grandparents, at this point i only had 15 grand left out of the 50 i had, by chance i met a beautiful girl and we started dating, we had a great relationship for about a year and a half with minimal argueing, we have been dating 2 and a half years now and all we do is fight every day, I failed out of College and i started using extacy, At that time i was about 18 and a half, Then out of nowhere i started stealing left and right, I lost my group of friends because i stole from them… i stole 8 thousand from my grandparents… and i even took a twenty from my girlfriend at one point.. her father had given her a debit card for emergencys and i started taking that and withdrawing money from it probably around 3 thousand dollars… I am 19 and a half now, me and my girlfriend are at the worst point ever, my grandparents want me thrown out, my father was killed in Iraq 3 months ago, since that day i was using around 6-10 extacy pills a day… I have forgotten almost the entire past year of my life… i stopped doing extacy 2 weeks ago after i texted my girlfriend saying i was going to kill myself (just for attention) and was placed in a hospital for 15 and a half hours….
Now i am never happy, I am always angry and yelling, i literally can’t carry conversations with people anymore… i just can never think of anything to say, i have literally 0 friends, i am still stealing…. i make a huge deal out of little nothings and hours later i forget how or why i even felt that way, i have lost my drive to do anything, all i do everyday is wait for my girlfriend to get to my house, we’ll argue and she’ll leave then i just mess with these 18 turtles i have and
their tanks and indoor ponds… I even steal filters from stores and stuff like that… My girlfriend has stopped using all drugs and is really doing good in her life. I am so mean to her and i don’t understand why… she is the nicest person in the world and the only person who has never left me, never stopped trying to help and always made sure i knew she loved me… Now she is having trouble because of the stress of dealing with me… she doesnt say anything but i can tell… and all i do is yell at her. I have also recently been having vivid dreams every single night… dreams where i remember everything in them. There are two types, the first is reoccuring dream where i am trapped in rehab… in all the others i am running and people are just trying to kill me the whole time… its horrible i’m beginning to not want to sleep anymore.I now have 6 younger brothers and sisters and i really only know one of them, i dont talk to my mother much.. Since my father passed i haven’t spoken
spoken with anyone from his side of the family.
Thats my life… I just can’t find the drive to start doing things positively. I know exactly what i have to do to turn my life around… i just cant. I have ruined every single relationship with anyone i have ever known and i lost the only person who i felt really understood and even he was a crackhead who abused me, stole from me and abandoned me. I dont blame anyone i know it’s all my fault for being where i am now. The only thing i put any effort into is trying not to argue with my girlfriend and i cant even do that… All i want is my mom to hug me and tell me it will be alright. I just want her to say she loves me one more time. I am not suicidal, i almost wish i wanted/could kill myself just to stop this all.. I could never do it… i just dont have the courage. I am such a weak lonely little man now… i just want to come out of the shell i’ve been hiding in an be myself again.
I just dont know what to do anymore please help me..

I just don’t know anymore…My parents are 35 now and i am 19. I have been in counseling since i was 7, i started smoking pot when i was 12, I got kicked out of my first high school when i was 13, at that point my mother couldn’t deal with me any longer and asked me to leave her house, my father moved out of his parents house and we got an apartment together, my father used crack during this entire time and wouldn’t come home for weeks, at 14 i tried cocaine and after a month i was using about 7 grams every 4 days or so, My father used to sneak in my room and steal money from my pockets while i slept.. i knew he was doing it i just was afraid and hurt so i just let him do it and didnt say anything.. total of 5 thousand over two years, i paid half the rent with money i got from selling weed and even one time i had to make the full payment, when i was 14 i got kicked out of my second highschool and coincidentally we also got evicted out of our apartment, We moved and i ended up saving about 50-60 grand from selling drugs at 15 years old, My father only got worse and i finally caught him with 30 crack pipes in his drawer… which he wouldnt admit to even when i showed him that i found them, I over dosed on cocaine twice in this time, I was then charged with 2nd degree aggrivated assault and attemtped murder… i was aquitted on the attempted murder because it was self defense, i was on probation at the time and i failed some drug tests for cocaine so the judge decided sending me to a long term rehab was the best option as i was only 15, I then went to the youth detention center until there was an open bed in the inpatient rehab, After being there for 4 months i was transfered to the rehab, That place… it makes me want to cry. I went through some profound changes there.. When i went in i was happy, almost too energetic, outgoing, sports active, easy to make friends with, honorable, i always talked with everyone about their problems and tried to help, i never backed down and i used to care. Slowly i started to change… within three months i was put into anger management and i was diagnosed with Chronic Depression.. The plan was when i get out to move back in with my father but after being in for 6 months he went into the army and moved to hawaii.. After that i talked with my mother and i would be moving back in with her. My younger sister turned 2 while i was in rehab and my mother had 2 other children while i was in… After being there for 14 months i finally got to go “home”. After i was fitted with an ankle bracelet so i couldnt leave me house unless it was for school or work for 4 months. I was 16 at this point and i dropped out of school and got my GED and started working and going to Community College. Everything was going alright except my mother just didnt treat me the same anymore. The only way i can explain it is that she was just… mean and not caring, she never hugged me or told me she loved me anymore. I wasn’t using drugs for that 4 months and two months after i got off the bracelet, i then started drinking and smoking pot again, i took acid 3 times and i did shrooms 3 times, 3 days after i turned 17 my mother informed me she was moving 4 states away and that i wasn’t going with her, I then moved in with my grandparents, at this point i only had 15 grand left out of the 50 i had, by chance i met a beautiful girl and we started dating, we had a great relationship for about a year and a half with minimal argueing, we have been dating 2 and a half years now and all we do is fight every day, I failed out of College and i started using extacy, At that time i was about 18 and a half, Then out of nowhere i started stealing left and right, I lost my group of friends because i stole from them… i stole 8 thousand from my grandparents… and i even took a twenty from my girlfriend at one point.. her father had given her a debit card for emergencys and i started taking that and withdrawing money from it probably around 3 thousand dollars… I am 19 and a half now, me and my girlfriend are at the worst point ever, my grandparents want me thrown out, my father was killed in Iraq 3 months ago, since that day i was using around 6-10 extacy pills a day… I have forgotten almost the entire past year of my life… i stopped doing extacy 2 weeks ago after i texted my girlfriend saying i was going to kill myself (just for attention) and was placed in a hospital for 15 and a half hours….
Now i am never happy, I am always angry and yelling, i literally can’t carry conversations with people anymore… i just can never think of anything to say, i have literally 0 friends, i am still stealing…. i make a huge deal out of little nothings and hours later i forget how or why i even felt that way, i have lost my drive to do anything, all i do everyday is wait for my girlfriend to get to my house, we’ll argue and she’ll leave then i just mess with these 18 turtles i have and
their tanks and indoor ponds… I even steal filters from stores and stuff like that… My girlfriend has stopped using all drugs and is really doing good in her life. I am so mean to her and i don’t understand why… she is the nicest person in the world and the only person who has never left me, never stopped trying to help and always made sure i knew she loved me… Now she is having trouble because of the stress of dealing with me… she doesnt say anything but i can tell… and all i do is yell at her. I have also recently been having vivid dreams every single night… dreams where i remember everything in them. There are two types, the first is reoccuring dream where i am trapped in rehab… in all the others i am running and people are just trying to kill me the whole time… its horrible i’m beginning to not want to sleep anymore.I now have 6 younger brothers and sisters and i really only know one of them, i dont talk to my mother much.. Since my father passed i haven’t spoken
spoken with anyone from his side of the family.
Thats my life… I just can’t find the drive to start doing things positively. I know exactly what i have to do to turn my life around… i just cant. I have ruined every single relationship with anyone i have ever known and i lost the only person who i felt really understood and even he was a crackhead who abused me, stole from me and abandoned me. I dont blame anyone i know it’s all my fault for being where i am now. The only thing i put any effort into is trying not to argue with my girlfriend and i cant even do that… All i want is my mom to hug me and tell me it will be alright. I just want her to say she loves me one more time. I am not suicidal, i almost wish i wanted/could kill myself just to stop this all.. I could never do it… i just dont have the courage. I am such a weak lonely little man now… i just want to come out of the shell i’ve been hiding in an be myself again.
I just dont know what to do anymore please help me..

My 2 little sisters were adopted when we were younger. My mom went into rehab but she had to give up her kids when she did. They were originally in foster care for 2 or 3 years with the same parents who soon gave my mom an ultimaitum to let them adopt with some visitation or go to court. She was still not fit to take them back so she signed the papers. She had visitation with them once or twice a year. Unfortunately my mom has recently passed on and I couldn’t find the documents regarding the adoption. I really want to get in touch with them. Theresa is between the ages 10 and 12 and Ocianna is 6-8. Please let me know if anyone can help me.

Thanks for your time

I got a message from my mom about a month ago that she was admitting herself into a place to get help, because she had been so depressed. My mom has a history of drugs, alcohol, and depression. In her message she said that she was not allowed to use the phone, but with enough begging they allowed her to call – it was for my birthday. That’s the last anyone has heard from her. My grandma is worried sick. My mom also had a past of getting mixed up with the wrong crowd. I want to call area rehab facilities to see if she might be there, but all I know is she was last known to be in Virginia – have no idea where. Any suggestions on where I can start to look for her? I just want to know that she is ok. The only contact before my message was on Easter – she told my grandma that she would see her the next day, and never showed. That one call has been her only family contact since Easter weekend.
I have not filed a missing persons report. My hubby is in law enf. and pointed out things that would make then not take it as a true missing persons case – basically because she DID contact family and told someone where she was – even though that was a month ago.
I think my grandma is going to contact them and just leave that detail out.

I am not in the same state as her, and I am having a difficult time finding a list of rehab facilities – not to mention I have no clue what city to even begin in. But I am still trying!