The family stuff was gruesome yesterday. I thank God I have a couple of years of sober living as experience to draw on. I also thank God that I have some experience with alcoholics, addicts, criminals, drug dealers, liars, and other varieties of shady characters. So while my ex was calling the police, grasping at straws for where my daughter might be, I was working "underground," calling people whose phone numbers I have kept, just in case. Yesterday was a "just in case" kind of day. I was able to connect with someone who was able to connect with the people my daughter was relying upon to get her a lethal dose of heroin.
Yesterday she had a vision of her future as a "snaggle-toothed old strung-out trailer trash" and decided she didn't want to face it. Can't say that I blame her. I got to talk with her late last night - and told her that only she and God can determine what her future will be.
The plan is for her to enter rehab this morning at 8:00. Please Dear God.