I can't believe I found a place like this. I don't know why it took me so long. I need to read all of the posts, but I also just need to hear from you all. I am so depressed I know, and I was seeing a therapist while I was in MA, and I am going to find one here in FL. My difficult child was truly that until this past June. At 28, she was working for the past 6 years as a corrections officer. Her husband just shy of 3 years had just transitioned from corrections to the local police department. She sold the little house they first bought and bought a beautiful home in a very nice part of town. Because of the low interest rate loan they were able to get, they were 30,000 dollars short and asked to borrow it from us. Three weeks later her husband called to say that she left him. The nightmare hasn't stopped. Within a month she was put on administrative leave. There were accusations of "inappropriateness" with an inmate. Letters were found by my niece to confirm she was planning to hook up with this oxy/heroin addict. In for 2 years this last stint, accessory to murder, robbing pharmacies X2, total jail time 7 years. After being watched leaving a motel and shopping at a mall with him, she was fired. Her husband lost his job since he was still on probation. She is now living in an apartment in a seedy area above a tatoo parlor. She quit her job as a waitress, that she was in love with last month. Our conversations go very poorly, she can't understand why I won't embrace this. She was going to take her retirement money to pay us back, but "he" has convinced her not to do that now. We pay the interest every month on her loan from our equity line. Her Dad, a retired state trooper is also sick from this. I just feel like I can't live with this. I don't want to. Everyday when I wake up from what little sleep I get, I can't believe this is my life. This is my baby.