She was released from detox on Sunday and was here when I got home from work. Instant hyper-vigilance mode… That’s what it feels like when she is around and is/has been using. I am so hyper aware that it wears me out. Trying to sniff out the lies, trying to see the remorse. Really, you’d think I’d know better.
Anyway, the days have passed. She has called four or five different treatment facilities and we have faxed her assessment from detox to them. Last night she had a phone interview with a long term facility about 4 hours from here. They said she may be able to get in as early as next week.
Today I put her on a bus headed north. She’s going to stay with her paternal grandparents until Friday and then bus up to Timmins to spend the weekend with her boyfriend at his parents house. She has her return ticket. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m worried…her boyfriend is in recovery himself and he relapsed about a month ago. But it is what it is.
Right now, I just have to remember to breathe. That’s all. Just breathe.