It feels like a new low, being happy that my child is staying at a women's shelter, but I am happy about this. Not without drama and anxiety, she called the woman in charge, spoke to her and got herself there and checked in. She has up to 60 days there. Hopefully at some point before the 60 days expires, she will get herself into the 2 year transitional living program that is run by the same organization. There was so much drama before she went. First she seemed relieved that she had a place to go. Then about an hour before her appointment to check in, she called me saying she can't do it and won't go because she is too anxious. Unless of course, I send her money for cigarettes. Then she can smoke and calm herself down and will willingly go there. I refused, saying she needs to go there not matter how worried she is and that if she doesn't, our communication will be very limited as I cannot deal with her drama if she's not willing to take my advice. She then agreed to go and hung up. Then of course when she drove there, there was more drama. Calling me to ask where to park??? As if I am there and can help her. She didn't like the "you are a big girl and can figure that out on your own" answer and started yelling at me again. Had to hang up on her and PRAY she'd find a spot and just go. Even if she had to park illegally and have her car towed, I didn't care. After awhile, she texted, said she's there and it's a decent place and the people are nice. It is women only- no children, and they seem to be focused on helping people rather than just providing a few nights of shelter. They have programs in place to get people off the street and their facebook pages shows pictures of a nice facility with happy/smiling volunteers. I feel good about that and pray that someday she'sll be on the volunteer side of the shelter, rather than the resident.