We will help you get your mom off drugs!

i dont hear from her for 2 months sometimes…when i get a call from my mom or someone i think they are calling me 2 tell me she is dead..she has all types of trouble with the law and all types of trouble with people….i talked to her last night and she really wants help and i want to help her..do anyone know of a free drug treatment facility preferably down south alabama,mississippi,or louisiana area or someone she can call

I’m 14. I hav 1 bother tht I live with he’s 10. Now my grndparents r fight for my baby sister who is 2. My oldest sister who I’m closest to lives far away. I’ve lived with my grndparents sense I was 5. My mother is addicted to drugs n sex. She’s in prison alot when I was 5 she went to prison for lik 6 years. Got out went back to prison. Got out went to jail. Got out went to rehab. Got out got married then went in jail again thts where she is now. I’ve had to deal with this for my whole life. All my brothers n sisters r half brothers n sisters. My lil brothers dad died he nvr got to kno him. My older sister lives with her dad stepmom n other lil siblings. My lil sisters dad last I heared was in jail. My dad lives near but never sees me. I used to cut stopped then went bkk to it again. I just need a friend a true friend. But when I do mak friends I dnt trust. Thts wht life has tought me. Never trust anyone…. Where r u dad?? God r.i.p. Bradly not my biological dad but was lik a dad anyway.

My girlfriend has been on the waiting list for residential treatment for 7 months, her alcoholism is so bad that she becomes very aggressive, not the typical traditional mexican lady that she is when sober, I have been punched, slapped, then of late she pulled a knife on me and threat to stab me if I do not buy her a six pack of Beer, the neighbors called the police for which she was arrested, charged with attempt to use a dangerous weapon. I know she needs this treatment and want the root problem dealt with, addiction is nasty hurts families and friends. she has for wonderful daughters waiting for her mother to get well. (state has custody now) She is #1 on that treatment list now maybe 8 days. My question is should get out or try to work for her and get her in to treatment.

I got pregnant at 16, and I thought I was gonna keep the baby. I ended up changing my mind during my pregnancy and set the baby up for adoption because I felt like I wasn’t ready mentally or financially to be raising a child so young. My mom was truly against my decision and has basically held a grudge on me and my boyfriend (the father of the baby) ever since.

She barely talks to me. And when she does, she’s drunk and she’s yelling at me. She always tells me that I’m a bad person for giving my baby away. She calls me names all the time. Her new boyfriend is a drug addict and I’m sure he’s got her hooked on drugs as well. I was the first person in the family to graduate from highschool, and instead of being happy for me and being there, my mom got drunk, called me and told me she hated me. She’s even told me that she wish she would have aborted me when she got pregnant.

The main reason why I gave my baby up for adoption is because my mother had me when she was young. She struggled to provide for me. I grew up in a bad neighborhood – full of drugs, prostitution, gangs etc. We barely ate because we couldn’t afford to, I wore the same clothes everyday.
I didn’t want that life for my son. I want him to grow up happy with a family who can provide for him properly.

Why can’t my mom get over this?
Yeah… my issue is pretty similar to Catelynn from Teen Mom. I wish I was making this up……..

We all know about Teddy and Mary Jo Kopechne.
Marilyn Monroe dies and both Robert and JK are implicated in her death. http://www.politics-now.com/books/thekennedycurse.php

1975 – After 15-year old Martha Elizabeth Moxley is brutally slain in Greenwich, Connecticut a Kennedy is charged. Michael Skakel is Ethyl Kennedy’s nephew and he survived for years as a free man based on his reputation and surname.
1991 – Willaim Kennedy Smith, the son of Stephen and Jean Kennedy Smith, is accused of raping a woman at the family’s Palm Beach estate. Thankfully nobody dies.
1997 – Michael Kennedy, the son of Robert and Ethyl Kennedy, is accused of having an affair with his children’s fourteen-year-old baby-sitter. In 2001 The tormented mother of the teenage baby-sitter seduced by Michael Kennedy is driven to drink by the humiliating scandal. She dies of complications from alcoholism.
1999 – After being warned by his orthopedic surgeon not to fly solo, John F. Kennedy, Jr., who is still recovering from a broken ankle, takes off after dark in his Piper Saratoga high-performance plane. John, his wife, Carolyn Bessette Kennedy, and her sister Lauren Bessette die in a crash off the coast of Martha’s Vineyard.

That’s about it, 7 dead women. Did I miss anyone?
This is about the Kennedy’s and the people THEY killed, if you dislike Bush enough, send me some links on the deaths they caused directly, I’ll look at it!
And don’t forget Obama is fighting the same war, you cannot use that!
yeah..none of this actually happened, it’s a dream……priceless!!
Ah yes, Rosemary Kennedy and her lobotomy, no deaths but STILL disturbing!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rosemary_Kennedy

We all know about Teddy and Mary Jo Kopechne.
Marilyn Monroe dies and both Robert and JK are implicated in her death. http://www.politics-now.com/books/thekennedycurse.php

1975 – After 15-year old Martha Elizabeth Moxley is brutally slain in Greenwich, Connecticut a Kennedy is charged. Michael Skakel is Ethyl Kennedy’s nephew and he survived for years as a free man based on his reputation and surname.
1991 – Willaim Kennedy Smith, the son of Stephen and Jean Kennedy Smith, is accused of raping a woman at the family’s Palm Beach estate. Thankfully nobody dies.
1997 – Michael Kennedy, the son of Robert and Ethyl Kennedy, is accused of having an affair with his children’s fourteen-year-old baby-sitter. In 2001 The tormented mother of the teenage baby-sitter seduced by Michael Kennedy is driven to drink by the humiliating scandal. She dies of complications from alcoholism.
1999 – After being warned by his orthopedic surgeon not to fly solo, John F. Kennedy, Jr., who is still recovering from a broken ankle, takes off after dark in his Piper Saratoga high-performance plane. John, his wife, Carolyn Bessette Kennedy, and her sister Lauren Bessette die in a crash off the coast of Martha’s Vineyard.

That’s about it, 7 dead women. Did I miss anyone?
This is about the Kennedy’s and the people THEY killed, if you dislike Bush enough, send me some links on the deaths they caused directly, I’ll look at it!
And don’t forget Obama is fighting the same war, you cannot use that!
yeah..none of this actually happened, it’s a dream……priceless!!
Ah yes, Rosemary Kennedy and her lobotomy, no deaths but STILL disturbing!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rosemary_Kennedy

pulled and notcied that i have more jaw and ear pain then ever before i clecnh my teeth a lot ,but never thought i grinded them. the dentist told me my teeth were alomst flat i have never worn braces brush and floss etc… and keep good hygiene i was diagnosed with anxiety/panic 3 years ago which i mhealing with cognotive therapy im an over worrier and obssessor im going to the dentist tom also, when i went to get my wisdom teeth pulled they did xrays if i had tmj would they have picked that up? my mouth i can open at times i hear popping/cracking sound ,but not too too severe!and its mainly my ear.jaw joints that are in pain like i have an ear infection type what can i do for it i have tylenol 3 with codeine ,but i try to avoid medicines only if i have too i dont drink or smoke i exercise and eat healthy at times yes i have stress financially/mother/wife stressors but…what natural things could help i have been on youtbe doing exercised for tmj and i dont know if i have it!lol please help

conceive during the middle of January. Is that healthy for the baby? or can I(the mom) not drink or smoke but my hubby can? or both can? or both can’t? and why? thanks in advance.

My stepdaughter is not a nark and won’t tell me where she buys her drugs at and who gave her the pot she’s smoking with her friends and she has been kicked out of school for the year, she’s 15 years old and thinks this is a cool life to live with because everyone else does this too. Her Mom & I care about her and this is destroying our family, she refuses to get help or any mental counseling for this drug adiction and sees nothing wrong with what she is doing with her life, she says she is stressed out and don’t care what happens to her,I know she needs help and and her Father supports what she is doing and gives her pot when she goes over to see him, she was tested positive in a recent UA test and won’t tell on her Father, Because she loves her Father too much. He’s a dead beat and will not pay child support and will quite his job when he’s ordered by the court to do so. her friends are not helping her and we cann’t seem to find the right place to go for the right answers.

Ok, I’ll make a very long story short.

I never planned this. I’ve been having sex with my aunt since I moved away to college, the same city she lives in. I live with her and sleep with her. I’m totally addicted to the crazy sex. She has me feeling trapped and like I’m missing out on life. I’m almost 23 now and going to graduate college soon . When it started I was 18 and she was 36. She and my mother don’t talk (long story, family feud), so I hadn’t seen my aunt in years. The last I saw her was when I was 11 and she was married to my uncle. They were both religious and my aunt was very plain looking. They were very fuddy duddy. But they got divorced. He left her for some other woman in his church.

Fast forward. I move away to college. I’m 18. My aunt lives in the same city. Soon after arriving at college, I was living it up. Meeting girls and going to parties. It was great. I called my aunt to say hi a couple of weeks after school started. She said “Don’t be a stranger.” So I stopped by a few weeks after school started thinking she was going to have me do boring chores in the backyard, and preach to me about religion.

When she opened the door I was in for the shock of my life. She was a hot ass MILF. She had gained some weight in all the right places (she used to be skinny as a rail), and everything about her was hot as hell. She kind of looks like that porn star Priya Rai. DAMN. I had to gulp. It was awkward. Fast forward again: on another visit, we were in her backyard drinking on a Friday night. Music playing. We got drunk. Dancing. And yep, one thing led to another. Next thing I know, we’re in her bed naked and having sex like hungry animals. All I can say is that it was the most incredible sex I ever had (until later). I wish she was ANYBODY else but my aunt.

I felt so guilty and disgusted with myself. I woke up in her bed in the middle of the night. She said she didn’t regret it at all. She was ok with it. I said I never want my mother to find out. She said we’re both adults. It’s nobody else’ business who we have sex with. I didn’t talk to her for two weeks. I was so confused and warped. Then she called me and said she wanted to talk. I went to see her and she drops a huge BOMBSHELL on me. She says, “I want a relationship. Strings attached. I will give you all the sex you want. Any kind of sex you want it, anytime. And I want you to be the dominant one in the relationship.”
My mind freaking exploded. What do you think I did? I was 18. Anyhow, she is like a venus flytrap. She has keep me addicted to BDSM sex, anal sex with her, she lets me watch porn during sex. She’s a sex obsessed woman who latched on to me. She does everything for me. I mean everything. Meals. Rent. Food. She even went out and got a breast augmentation job just for me.

Here’s my problem: I’m trapped! I miss my life. I’ve been in this for 5 years now, hiding it from my family. I see no future in this. But my “body” is living a fantasy. I don’t know what to do.
WHEW! Just admitting this to strangers has made me feel so much relief. I avoided counselors because it was face to face. I go back and forth with being disgusted and physical pleasures. She has stolen a normal life from me. I should have been dating and being “normal.” Man, this is going to be difficult. I have been deprived of normal relationships. God I hate my life.
Whoa. I just read #10 “Natalie’s” comment. Now I’m reconsidering it all. I never thought of it like that. Wow.
To all the comments who said I should have just walked away. It wasn’t that easy. In the beginning, I told her “This is too complicated.” She said, “No, complicated is when you came inside my pussy. This is beyond complicated. This is what I want now.”
Over the years, I have worked up the nerve to walk away, but then she walks into the room naked and I’m done. Resistance has always been useless.

Ok, I’ll make a very long story short.

I never planned this. I’ve been having sex with my aunt since I moved away to college, the same city she lives in. I live with her and sleep with her. I’m totally addicted to the crazy sex. She has me feeling trapped and like I’m missing out on life. I’m almost 23 now and going to graduate college soon . When it started I was 18 and she was 36. She and my mother don’t talk (long story, family feud), so I hadn’t seen my aunt in years. The last I saw her was when I was 11 and she was married to my uncle. They were both religious and my aunt was very plain looking. They were very fuddy duddy. But they got divorced. He left her for some other woman in his church.

Fast forward. I move away to college. I’m 18. My aunt lives in the same city. Soon after arriving at college, I was living it up. Meeting girls and going to parties. It was great. I called my aunt to say hi a couple of weeks after school started. She said “Don’t be a stranger.” So I stopped by a few weeks after school started thinking she was going to have me do boring chores in the backyard, and preach to me about religion.

When she opened the door I was in for the shock of my life. She was a hot ass MILF. She had gained some weight in all the right places (she used to be skinny as a rail), and everything about her was hot as hell. She kind of looks like that porn star Priya Rai. DAMN. I had to gulp. It was awkward. Fast forward again: on another visit, we were in her backyard drinking on a Friday night. Music playing. We got drunk. Dancing. And yep, one thing led to another. Next thing I know, we’re in her bed naked and having sex like hungry animals. All I can say is that it was the most incredible sex I ever had (until later). I wish she was ANYBODY else but my aunt.

I felt so guilty and disgusted with myself. I woke up in her bed in the middle of the night. She said she didn’t regret it at all. She was ok with it. I said I never want my mother to find out. She said we’re both adults. It’s nobody else’ business who we have sex with. I didn’t talk to her for two weeks. I was so confused and warped. Then she called me and said she wanted to talk. I went to see her and she drops a huge BOMBSHELL on me. She says, “I want a relationship. Strings attached. I will give you all the sex you want. Any kind of sex you want it, anytime. And I want you to be the dominant one in the relationship.”
My mind freaking exploded. What do you think I did? I was 18. Anyhow, she is like a venus flytrap. She has keep me addicted to BDSM sex, anal sex with her, she lets me watch porn during sex. She’s a sex obsessed woman who latched on to me. She does everything for me. I mean everything. Meals. Rent. Food. She even went out and got a breast augmentation job just for me.

Here’s my problem: I’m trapped! I miss my life. I’ve been in this for 5 years now, hiding it from my family. I see no future in this. But my “body” is living a fantasy. I don’t know what to do.
WHEW! Just admitting this to strangers has made me feel so much relief. I avoided counselors because it was face to face. I go back and forth with being disgusted and physical pleasures. She has stolen a normal life from me. I should have been dating and being “normal.” Man, this is going to be difficult. I have been deprived of normal relationships. God I hate my life.
Whoa. I just read #10 “Natalie’s” comment. Now I’m reconsidering it all. I never thought of it like that. Wow.
To all the comments who said I should have just walked away. It wasn’t that easy. In the beginning, I told her “This is too complicated.” She said, “No, complicated is when you came inside my pussy. This is beyond complicated. This is what I want now.”
Over the years, I have worked up the nerve to walk away, but then she walks into the room naked and I’m done. Resistance has always been useless.

My girlfriend and I have been together for 3 1/2 years. Things have taken a terrible, unexpected turn for the worse. Her mother just recently lost her job, house, 3 children, husband, her children’s college discounts (she worked for the state) and overall quality of life due to drug addiction. I am 22 and she is 19 years old. We just recently moved into our first apartment and things were really starting to come together…I wanted to get her out of that environment. We both work and go to school, my high school sweetheart followed me to college. We had a temporary split before we moved in together that lasted two months because I got cold feet, she started talking to someone new because I wasn’t being a responsible adult and handling things the way I should. She didn’t tell me about it, and my heart was broken. This relationship lasted a week or two. Well in the midst of all of this I started trying to move on…she didn’t like this and we had a small (but all the same bad) physical altercation in our apartment where I exaggerated a bad situation and made it worse by calling the police. We remained friends for a while, got the court issues settled, continued to live together, and moved. However these problems caused by the court situation, her mother, and hanging out with the wrong crowd has caused new problems…She has called and had me arrested for domestic assault and violating my COR twice…I have been arrested three times in one month for things I didn’t even do. Like anyone with common sense, I moved out of the apartment and left her to her own devices. I seriously have no clue why she is reacting to things like this: She works at McDonald’s with a bunch of low life’s, and her new friends do not match what she is trying to achieve in life. Mimi and Sam have ruined her. They are known for drugs and alcohol…She would get angry when she couldn’t go over there, she would lie about her whereabouts, and once came home with a hickey that she tried to convince me was a bite mark. They are Latinos, I am half Latino, and I can tell anyone that isn’t a “standard” greeting. These people are not in school, they have made carriers out of McDonald’s and Golden Corral, and they are on drugs…This isn’t the path Julianne intends to take. Mimi is a lesbian so I don’t know if Julianne has taken to her, the drugs, or both. My girlfriend is 5’6 100 pounds. Mimi is 5’7 or 8, severely overweight, harsh on the eyes, and has a bright future in fry making. I am 5’3 110 pounds, senior in college, going to law school next spring, and has a bright future. She has let these friends hang up in my face when I call and all sorts of negative things that I shouldn’t have tolerated…My girlfriend would always apologize and I would accept it. In TN, it is the “first one to the phone” rule, even though I didn’t do anything to her (and the police report states no signs or evidence of physical abuse) I am still being arrested for domestic assault. People can call and say someone did anything and even if alleged defendant has 101 witnesses stating it didn’t happen they will still be cuffed and trialed. Friends tell me that she is sorry and wants to try and work on things, but I don’t know if someone can forgive and move on after something like this. This situation has cost me my job, home, almost my classes, emotional, and financial stability. We are not allowed to talk or see anyone due to a court order, but I feel like if she really missed me she would find a way to show me this. Three and a half years by no means is a contract. We have just been through a lot…I don’t want to be stupid and hang on to something I shouldn’t, and at the same time I think if she can’t make any efforts then it isn’t in my place to amend this particular situation. Plus, to make things worse, her drug addict mom moved into our apartment while my girlfriend takes care of all the bills…We haven’t spoke to each other in over a month and our next court date is in over another month. We have a trip to Spain together (no refunds) May 13 until June 13th (my birthday) We have made plans to marry after that and everything. I want her to still be that special one, but it may really just be time to let go…

As a child of a very hostile, aggressive, and impatient single mother (who hates my biological father and has been divorced from him since I was one year of age), I was frequently beaten with a wire coat-hanger ( for “general principles” or for very little or no reason) while forced by Mother to bend over my bed with my pants pulled down to my ankles until I was screaming in pain and had many purple, black, blue, and red welts all over my butt and down both backs of my legs (thighs). My step-dad, who my very aggressive mom married when I was 10 heard me in my bedroom screaming in severe pain as this idiot was beating me for having eaten a can of tuna for lunch that day as it was the only thing in the house to eat and as was usually the case I’d been left home alone all day to fend for myself. My step-dad said to my mom, “Gretchen, you’re going to kill him one of these days” and she did stop doing that once my step-dad intervened with concern for my safety. She’s still very ignorant, selfish, domineering, controlling (a self-described “control freak”) still very hostile toward me, still very sarcastic, condescending, rude, impatient, and self-centered. Many others who have met her concede that she is rude; the consensus is high that Gretchen is hostile. My cousin speculates that Gretch may have been raped as a child by her alcoholic step father. Although Gretchen never has been known to drink at all, her mom and step-dad were both alcoholics. Anyone else out there been harshly treated and severely beaten with a wire coat-hanger? If so, where does this method of child abuse originate from, i.e., where did Gretchen learn to use a wire coat hanger on a defenseless little boy’s bare bottom after ordering said defenseless boy into his bedroom and then ordering this victim of his mother’s aggression to “drop your drawers”? I still remember those exact words; it was always the same command before a very severe beating “Drop your drawers”. Was this method of child abuse common to poor, ignorant, selfish, hateful, uneducated, young mothers from the Canton area of Ohio or just all over the U.S.? I’d like to add that the aforementioned mother is frequently confrontational with others. Once when asked by an officer if she knew how fast she was going after being pulled over her reply to the officer was a very hostile “I don’t need any lecture from you. I do my job, so you just do yours; just write the god-damned ticket and let me go!” I was in the car and heard this myself thinking, “what a stupid bitch, she was probably going to get a warning before she started with the attitude.” This is just one example of Gretchen’s ignorance and attitude of arrogance. What would you do if you had a mom like this? I was thrown out of house at 18 and have strugled to get by doing menial jobs ever since (a janitor job here, lawn-mowing job there) and have been homeless, have dealt with alcoholism and related problems. I’m still just doing my best by staying sober and keeping any job I get especially in this time of our economy being in shambles. Thanks for any insight and advice. I’m sure karma has a way of dealing with things in the long run. Luckily I am currently employed, have 2 pretty good cars, and am able to rent a small house that I like.

4 years ago I had just graduated college. My dad was on a business trip, my sisters were out of town, and I was supposed to be spending the weekend with a friend. Well my friend got real sick so I went home. To my surprise I caught my mom cheating on my father. I chased the guy out of my house with a bat. Then I called my dad right in front of my crying mom and told him that his wife was a W****! And that I was leaving never to return as long as she was around. Then I started packing my stuff while my mother was trying to stop me and hug me. I finally told her that I do not talk to W*****. So she just fell on the ground crying. I had a friend that got a job right out of school all the way in Seattle. So I moved out there with him found a job and havn’t talked with my parents since then. My dad is a fool for taking her back I have lost all respect for him.

I still talk with my sisters and they have come to visit me a couple times as long as they promise to never reveal my location to my parents. My dad has tried to contact me several times saying that this is none of my business and that it is between my mother and him. Well I Fing disagree! Because of that W**** I can not have a long term relationship with anyone. As soon as things start to get serious I freak out and think that she is going to cheat on my and I break it off. So now I am F***** up in the head so yes it has everything to do with me. I was part of the family wasn’t I?

So anyways I am thinking about changing my last name so they cant keep finding out where I live and sending me stupid letters that I dont even read anymore. My mom has sent me a letter almost daily for the past 2 years and I have stopped reading them I just rip them up and throw them away. The w**** went so low as to put a $500 check in one of them which I gladly ripped up. Do you think that W**** thinks that affair was worth it? How should I celebrate almost 4 years and no contact with my parents?

My mother told me she started drugs when she was 14. She definitely has not used them continuously until now (She is 51). She has experienced with Alcohol and Cocaine for the most part that I know of. How long will you expect that she will live.

I started playing an online game 6 years ago. Within playing the game the first two months, I encountered the most arrogant, know it all pissant of a man! He was rude, he made me feel stupid in the chatroom, he made fun of me, and was generally unpleasant to be around. Months passed where we would annoy and poke at each other.

After a few months, and a few wars, it became clear to me why I disliked him so much. It was because I was attracted to him. After two to three years, we grew to become friends and get to know eachother via conversations shared almost everyday. We began to look forward to our conversations – bringing with us tales of our day, teasing and especially good wishes. What grew to be like, became a lasting love. And for the past two years we have looked at each other with very different eyes. But there’s one problem.

When he visited me, I introduced him as a friend to my mother. When pressed, I told her I had met him through school. It was the only thing I could think of at the time that would let her accept him. She already thought I was addicted to the internet – when in truth, the internet had provided me with so many friends! Including the man I know is the one for me.

Lately, he and I have been discussing how much longer we can realistically keep the truth from my family. His family knows, and that is hard enough to admit to my mother and sisters. There is just so much that they’ve pressed into me that is wrong in my eyes. I wasn’t allowed to date in high school, they constantly joke about never being aunts and grandmother, boys are stupid and men are dumb. Yet I know they need to know that I met him online, if I am every going to be able to bring my family into the life I want to build with him.

My fears? They will disown me, throw me out, never speak to me again, hate me forever, prevent me from contacting him. Break my heart a thousand times over.

So my question is this. Parents, grandparents, anybody: If I’ve been lying to my mother about my one true love for years, if I’ve hidden the fact I met him online, that I want to be with him the rest of my life, and that he isn’t going anywhere…..how do I tell her? How do I tell her without destroying everything I’ve lied to protect?
I am 22 and he is 27 (this year)

i used to always be like 83 to 85 pounds. my apetite has picked up and i’m “thicker” and have a booty. i like it but i am so afraid to get fat. my tummy is still flat but poking out a little. i showed my mom and she said “you do eat alot” i don’t know what to do. i was thinking about going on a binge diet or something.

My brother has been using drugs off and on for 30 years, since he was about 16.
He went through rehab once and was ok for a while, but went back to drugs.
Prior to rehab, he was stealing from my mom, in and out of jail, getting into scrapes with the low-lifes, being homeless, etc. So then he cleaned up for a few years and everything was ok…. until he started using again.
The next drug use cycle was even worse because he had married a VERY violent woman who also started using (she was in jail for attempted murder on him).

Anyway, during these 30 years, my mother just kept giving my brother money. Paying his way. Bailing him out. Rescuing him. “Believing” his lies (pretending to).

I wonder– why, in 30 YEARS, did she never once seek any professional help or even go to an Al-Anon meeting herself, or talk to anyone about how to deal with a drug addict. She had a business card for a recovery therapist who used to be a DEA officer but she never made an appointment to talk to him. She just kept throwing money at my brother, then cutting him off for a few weeks.
Throwing money at him, screaming at him, then ignoring him for a few weeks.
Throwing money at him, screaming at him, then ignoring him for a few weeks.

Now my brother is finally getting cleaned up again and my concern is— she’s so codependent, she’ll sabotage his progress so she can keep “rescuing” him.

Why did she never ever seek out guidance?

My friend has been out of work for nearly 4 years, is a major alcoholic, and I would like to show his mother the statistics of him ever going back to work without an intervention.

My friend has been out of work for nearly 4 years, is a major alcoholic, and I would like to show his mother the statistics of him ever going back to work without an intervention.