I do not understand my child. I saw her on Thursday - she asked if I would give her a ride to see her PO so I picked her up and she spent some time at the house visiting with the dogs and packing up some more things. She seems happy. More importantly, she looked healthy - as in not the gray skin, wiry, mess of a kid I saw on meth. But, I have been surprised before so I don't hold my hopes up too high, but she looks good. She tells me she keeps her things at this place they call the "compound" because there no one goes through it and messes with her things because there are people in and out of her friend's house that she supposedly stays at. She said she stayed at a hotel for a few days with friends - when I asked her why she said because she wanted to sleep on a comfy bed rather than a recliner, or futon or what ever. Sounds to me like she is couch surfing. And she seems content with this?? I asked her if she was happy and she said yes?? Who would be happy living like that?? Why wouldn't she just go to rehab and move back into the cozy home and life she had with us? I don't get it! Anyway, am I the only one that just does not understand my child's choices????