OK. Most of you already know, but here is a quick synopsis. 41 y/o alcoholic Difficult Child daughter alone in another state, living couch to couch. Has been abusive, delusional, and threatening over past several years. Boundaries set, get mental health help for her outrageous behaviors, get into AA and get a job. Has had many interventions, people try to help, but give up and tell her to get out. She won't help herself. She hit her brother up for $250 a few weeks ago. He declined. Two weeks ago Difficult Child sends me an email with a link to a site that sells Papaya Powder for leukemia! (Difficult Child does have issues with liver failing and I believe that is the cause of her multiple health complaints.) The site shows signs of leukemia are skin lesions. She attaches pictures of what looks like multiple burn wounds. According to dates taken, it looks like she picked healing scabs. My response to her email is that leukemia is diagnosed with blood work and asked her if her doctor mentioned anything. I told her the wound looked nasty and she should show it to the doctor and let me know what he says. I kept it matter of fact. I am working on detaching from the emotional apple cart. Of course, I didn't hear another word. We haven't talked on phone for months, because when I don't agree to send money, she goes off on me. After that last talk, she texted me "If my tests come back with cancer I don't want you there. Do you. That's all you have ever done." More of my retirement than I care to think of, driving hours because she threatened suicide, only to be abused again because we told her to come back home with us and the money was stopping. We gave in. $500 more so she could get her car in order to make the trip. She never showed up. But, I have never been there. Three days ago she texted me at 7:30 p.m. and asked if I could talk. She knows I don't take night phone calls as I have health issues. I also suspect she was drunk at 7:30. I didn't answer her text until today, because my husband and I both have had doctor appointments every day and I haven't had time to take a call. The truth is, I don't want to talk to her, but I do. I am so afraid of what she has to say. Is she dying? Or, is she wanting to take out her aggression on me? I suspect she has been kicked out again. I need to get off her chaotic train. We are elderly and we do have two places, but they are both small 2 bedroom slab homes. I am afraid if we took her in at this point, she will just flop. We can't afford to keep utilities going when we leave here in the spring. What would I do then? She also has 2 small dogs she has been carting into everyone's home and they are NOT trained, because they have been neglected. That aside, she is mentally ill, undiagnosed, of course. I don't dare suggest she get a job, she says she's just too sick. I say, then apply for disability. Oh no, she can't do that. I have no doubt she would qualify if she would just get mental health help. I am one huge mess! I am trying to let go and let God. I don't know what to do. I don't want my daughter to feel abandoned, but I suspect it doesn't matter what I say or do that will change that. Christmas was my favorite holiday.