I have a 28 y/o daughter I have been trying to "save" since before she was born. I had trouble with my pregnancy, her father left after she was born, she started having behavior problems when she was 3. We went through everything to get help. She finally was diagnosed with bipolar disorder when she was in high school. Her whole life has been one crisis after another. I have become an expert at rescuing her. Things came to a head last September when she almost died from a drug overdose. I was the one who found her. She was in a coma, on a ventalator, the whole 9 yards. The doctors expected permanent organ and brain damage, but she's OK. She said the overdose wasn't a suicide attempt, but she was just trying to get a higher high. In other words, she was being really stupid on drugs. I know she has used since then. She has just gotten out of a month of rehab that we had to pay for because her insurance wouldn't. I hope it will help her to stay clean, but I know she has a hard road ahead of her. After the overdose, I started having panic attacks. I get really upset when I can't reach her by phone. The morning she was due to go into rehab, she had asked me to call her to make sure she got up on time. I couldn't reach her. I went flying over there in a panic. She had slept through the 10 phone calls I made to her. I can see her sitting on her sofa, smoking a cigarette, saying, "Mom, you can't keep living like this." She's right. I know what I need to do, how I need to think but I just can't seem to get there. I've been seeing a therapist, which has been helpful. I'm in the process of trying to find an AlAnon or NarAnon meeting to go to. Because of my work schedule, I can only go in the morning. There aren't a lot of morning meetings. I tried going to AlAnon a while back. It wasn't very helpful. I'll try again. I'm sure there must be others who have gone through this. What has helped you?
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