My husband and I are trying to cope with 22-year-old daughter with- epilepsy and Borderline (BPD) who uses drugs. The mental illness is really the worst of her problems, second to the drugs. It's been a roller coaster for the last 10 years. We've taken her to every specialist we can find to address her issues, but psychiatrist says there's no medication to fix her - it's all about her.
We co-signed for her so she could get her own apartment, but the situation quickly got out of hand when she started wandering off and finding people to bring back to party with. Neighbors complained and she was on the verge of being evicted when we pulled the plug and told he she needed to go to rehab. She wandered around homeless for about three weeks, and then decided rehab might be worth a try. After two months, though, she left. Now she has hit a new low - back on drugs and prostituting herself at a truck stop. This is definitely not reflective of the values she grew up with, and it's the last thing in the world we thought we'd ever face. It is almost surreal. I can't even believe she's my child.
She's so self destructive, but refuses to do anything to help herself. She tells me that she knows there's something wrong with her, but she continues her behavior. Sometimes it seems like she does it just to hurt us. I don't understand.
Today I watched her walk away, with only the clothes on her back, and I honestly don't know if I'll see her alive again. She has been warned by mental health professionals that she won't survive if she continues on this path. She drags our hearts behind her every step that she takes.
I've been reading a lot about detachment on this Web site, including the article. It was very compelling and really resonated with me. I don't know what to do - we have done everything we can. Police tell us she's an adult. It's like watching a train wreck and not being able to stop it. We are bracing ourselves for the worse. Thank you.
We co-signed for her so she could get her own apartment, but the situation quickly got out of hand when she started wandering off and finding people to bring back to party with. Neighbors complained and she was on the verge of being evicted when we pulled the plug and told he she needed to go to rehab. She wandered around homeless for about three weeks, and then decided rehab might be worth a try. After two months, though, she left. Now she has hit a new low - back on drugs and prostituting herself at a truck stop. This is definitely not reflective of the values she grew up with, and it's the last thing in the world we thought we'd ever face. It is almost surreal. I can't even believe she's my child.
She's so self destructive, but refuses to do anything to help herself. She tells me that she knows there's something wrong with her, but she continues her behavior. Sometimes it seems like she does it just to hurt us. I don't understand.
Today I watched her walk away, with only the clothes on her back, and I honestly don't know if I'll see her alive again. She has been warned by mental health professionals that she won't survive if she continues on this path. She drags our hearts behind her every step that she takes.
I've been reading a lot about detachment on this Web site, including the article. It was very compelling and really resonated with me. I don't know what to do - we have done everything we can. Police tell us she's an adult. It's like watching a train wreck and not being able to stop it. We are bracing ourselves for the worse. Thank you.