This morning before the alarm went off, I heard Gizmo barking and the voice of my youngest daughter, Samantha.  I got this dread feeling in the pit of my stomach and hated to get up, because I knew it wasn't good. Let me tell you a little about Sam.  She is 30 yrs old, emotionally crippled, she has been diagnosed as manic/depressive. She has drove me and her dad crazy most of her life.   She got on drugs when she was younger, every kind you can imagine.  She did this for about 3 years.  After all kinds of counseling plus family counseling, which seemed to do no good, she finally decided she'd had enough of drugs.  She quit cold turkey and has never touched a street drug again.  Her counselor said there are only 1% of drug addicts who can do this.

I know she is very intelligent because she was tested so many times for different things, it's unbelievable.  She has a high IQ , but no commom sense and is very anti-social.  She does not know how to relate to people.

She has lived with us so many times.  She married at 15, had a child. My middle daughter, Julie has raised her son.   She met another guy in her 20's and had a daughter.  She never married the father and he has my granddaughter ( he is a very good father and I love him).  A couple of years later, she married again and had two more children.   She left the father about 2 yrs ago and he has the children.   I never get to see them.

She does not know how to be a mother.  I cannot believe I had a child who doesn't know how to be a mother.  She would never listen to me on anything and I mean anything.  I tried to use all the skills I had learned while raising my 3 other children and none of them worked with her.

I grieved for years and then finally, with God's help, I forgave myself for whatever I had done wrong and I accepted her as she is.

The problem now is she constantly is in a crisis.  She is having trouble with her landlord and this is what she was crying to me about this morning.  I hadn't even had a cup of coffee, when she started in boo hooing.   I just loaned her $200.00 last week because she said she lost $200.00 and didn't have the money to pay her bills.  She is afraid the landlord won't renew her lease which is up Sept. 1st.   I was'nt sympathic this morning.  I told her it was her problem and she would have to work it out.   She followed me around,while I was trying to get ready for work, crying and saying she needed some support !!!   What should I have done?  What can I do?   I have no money to help her and if I did, I don't know if it would be the right thing to do.

I am trying not to let this ruin my day, but it is hard.