My 15 year old had a 2.2% blood alcohol level when we got her to the hospital last night. We don't know what or how many pills she took. They kept her overnight in the ER - but released her this morning. She's been in intensive therapy at an eating disorder clinic for the past two months, and just started back at school last week. I guess the stress was just too much for her. So tomorrow we have an appointment at a psychiatric hospital so that they can evaluate her and let us know if she can be admitted to begin detox. She lies so much that we really don't know what she's using. We had no idea that she's been getting drunk. She literally has been telling us good night and drinking in bed when we assume she's asleep. She cuts herself. She drinks. She smokes marijuana. She's bulimic. She runs away. She's depressed. She's only 15. The psychiatrist at the hospital told me to say nothing but positive things to her: "we're gonna get through this together" etc. But I'm angry. I feel like I just keep getting slapped - hard. The positive things I say don't help. The negative things I say don't help. Our family therapist told me to try to stop "fixing" everything. But how does one do that??????? My family's world is falling apart - everything she does affects all of us - and she has no respect for that. She just flat does not care. And so I sit here sniffling and crying on the back porch. I've made her sleep on a pallet on the floor of our bedroom. I've locked up everything in the house - even the apples (she using them somehow to smoke pot). I bought a web-cam so that if she tries to get into the locked closet, I will know it immediately. My husband and I will be lucky to have our jobs when this is all over...we've both missed so much already. I can't stop loving her, and I can't help her. My family hurts right now and it sucks.