My daughter lives with my parents. This has been a blessing and a curse at the same time. Blessing because I know where she is, I know she is getting fed, clothed and sleeping under a warm roof (when she sleeps there). Curse because my parents enable her and she is able to make them submit to her pretty easily. This Christmas, as I said in one of my other posts, we got her gift cards. I even talked with my mom about it, and we were on board about not giving her any cash at all. Today my mom admits to me that she gave her $20 yesterday because she was going out for dinner with friends. "She wouldn't lie about that, would she?" Mom asks. Seriously? Yes. Yes she would lie. Whatever it takes to get what she wants. I told my mom that it was surely not true, and considering she didn't come home or call last night she was pretty darn surely using. So my mom's money was used to buy booze or weed. My mom heard this and ended the conversation with me, which is becoming the norm now. Once things turn to conversations about enabling, things get tense and the conversation ends. I'm just venting, I guess. There's not a whole lot I can do. I'm going to try to talk with my mom once more, reiterating that it is simply not helpful to her to be giving her money. Food, shelter and clothing is enough. Ugh. I just feel like crying. Sucks.