My almost 32 yo daughter has been living with us going on three years following a breakup with her girlfriend. She is taking medications for major depression. She also drinks heavily and takes pills. Last year she was arrested for uttering a forged script for percs, we hired a lawyer for her and she is now on PT. She swore up and down that she will never do stupid stuff again, being in jail for 2 days scared the hell out of her, yeah well we all know how that goes. She finally got a job 2 months ago after 2 years of not working. She became involved with a married woman 2 years ago, who was a close friend of hers. Since this person will not leave her husband and has told my daughter this, my daughter will go on binges several times a week (at the worst point) because her girlfriend won't make her a priority and my daughter rages and takes it on on everyone else when she drinks. A couple of months ago, this chick moved out of state and after a couple of weeks mourning her, my daughter rebounded, found a job, hung out with new friends, etc. Then this chick moved back and it started all over again supposedly as just friends. We told her its impossible to be friends right now. Of course we don't know what we are talking about and the drinking and anger came back. Then the girlfriend wouldn't talk to her for three weeks and again, daughter became a different person and even found someone she was interested in dating. Of course then the old girlfriend called her to see how she was and here we go again, since then (last week) she has drank everyday and popped Gods knows what, I think she drinks to help with the pain of being a side POA. It's like she is obsessed. I have pleaded with the girlfriend to leave her alone but she won't. Daughter gets so drunk she doesn't remember anything, she will curse me out, steal from me, and embarrass my husband and I. We gave her so many chances and last night was the last straw. She had to go to work and came home drunk again and freaking out on me. She was mad because I will run her phone and search her room and poor baby has no privacy. I said too bad, then don't live her, she said f you you . Last straw, I told her to get the f out of my house and don't come back. I said I warned you I would not put up with this anymore. I even texted the girlfriend that I am going to go to her parents who are involved in a custody dispute with her and open their eyes, I'm even ashamed to say I hope she dies. My daughter left screaming outside cursing us at the top of her lungs. She called a little while later and said I turned my back on her, I said she stabbed me in the back with her false promises. She did make it to work since she needs money for a motel room because she called me at 1:30 am to tell me to leave her a blanket on the porch so she won't be cold. From reading the posts on here I see she is a manipulative scheming person which I already knew deep down. She has gone to bars and gotten so drunk because her girlfriend can't meet her, once I got a call from a friend that daughter was in a parking lot of a bar physically fighting a guy. The guy was afraid of her, I managed to get her in the car by pulling her hair, we drive down the road and she proceeds to start stabbing herself and my car seat with a box cutter. We were going to take her to the hospital when she calmed down. She has taken food from my house to give to her loser friends who don't work, she has brought her loser friends to my house, left one here when she went to store and the guys stole all of my jewelary. Has stolen every botle of liquor that was hidden, we rarely drink so had a lot left over from various functions. I do not know how she hasn't gotten alcohol poisen, she only weighs about 130 and can literally drink a big bottle of vodka. Beer doesn't make her angry just vodka which she prefers. Most of the time she just freaks out on me, has alot of anger towards me but I can't figure out why and her bio father bailed out on her when she was five. Sometimes I say to myself if she is no longer here I would be able to live a normal life instead of one in fear about what will happen next. And then I pray to God that I didn't mean it and to keep her safe. Heres a good one, she was as usual drunk, got hit by a car while walking, (it was an ex friend who was mad at her because his wife and my daughter were caught making out, she denied that and said the girl in question kissed her and her husband saw it) and because she runs her mouth when drinking, she was brought to jail too. The only friends she has are the loser druggies she runs with but they won't take her in, imagine that. There have been so many horrible instances that I think I have PTSD. I pop xanex like crazy due to panic attacks. Now when she isn't drinking which is when her girlfriend is out of the picture, she is the most sweetest, compassionate, helpful person in the world. Now I am sick to my stomach, I couldn't even stay at work, had to pop a xanex again because i couldn't stop shaking. I will not call her but I know she will have to come here to get her clothes. I know I have to stay firm in keeping her out but my God, my heart is breaking. She had so much promise, she could have been anything she wanted to be and chose this instead. I have spent so much money on therapy, and on doctors. She agreed to take antabuse so I took her to the dr., paid for script, and she started drinking on it. One time while she was at a party with her girlfriend she decided to ride a bike, she was drunk while on antabuse and her blood pressure dropped (which is a side effect) and she smashed her face on the handlebars, inverted her front teeth which required a visit to a specialist which cost me a small fortune. I finally threw the antabuse out. And no it did not make her sick while she drank on it, just more drunk. I'm sorry this is so long but I needed to unload, no-one, not even my husband knows everything. I want to cry and am so worried about her. I will not however, let her back in. At least I hope I won't. I'm tired of making pretend all is great to everyone on the outside. I get so sad when my friends start talking about how great their kids are doing, doctors., teachers, happily married, etc. Thanks for listening and now I think I have to throw up.