I’m a mother of a 23 year old who has drug, alcohol and mental health problems. I truly sympathise with you and I’m so sorry to hear your story. I’m pretty desperate myself and struggling to keep up the pretence that I’m coping. It’s hard to be the one that is left to constantly pick up the pieces and be strong. It’s like being caught in a loop. Off out for dinner with friends who know nothing about the situation and all seem to have perfect lives and children… do you think they do? Not sure what i did?
