DD is late 30s and in a very dysfunctional relationship which is unfortunately one of many. She has been seeing a married colleague of hers for at least a year now, and while I certainly don't condone this I am very worried about her. He told her from the start that he would not be leaving his wife, but yet DD keeps hoping that this will happen nontheless. Obviously this can never end well, and I find it particularly painful witness because I was in this man's wife's place for years while my DCs were growing up.
My DD was in a long term relationship with a functioning alcoholic, and she kept this hidden for a long time until she eventually reveiled the abuse she was suffering in secret. She eventually opened up and we (DS and myself) helped her feeling relieved that she could have a fresh start. I only realised later that she had
ended her previous relationship because she was hoping to start a new one with her colleague.
My DD has lost a lot of weight ovet the cause of the year. She keeps talking about her weight, and when I saw her now she brought up the topic twice and insisted on showing me her stomach insisting that she has "a bit of a belly". Both DD and I have always been naturally thin, and despite her claim she is most certainly underweight. You can see her ribs.
Since this started she is constantly on alert, constantly texting, phoning, staying engaged. We went on a family holiday and she shares a room with her DB who remarked that she was frantically texting into the middle of the night. She even told him that she felt overwhelmed by the constant expectation to respond. The last few times I saw her our visits where always overshadowed with some sort of drama. She would stress and fret and meet the man to discuss and sort things out, which meant that she would disappear for hours each time.
One thing I am not proud of: DD always asks me to keep things from her DB but I have been telling him, because I am feeling quite overwhlemed by all of this myself. I know he won't tell her that he knows, but I still feed guilty.
I just don't know what else to say and do, apart from watching her crash and burn which breaks my heart. I also feel so guilty thinking that she must have really suffered growing up with such dysfunctional parents, so went down the same route.
I don't know what I'm expecting to hear, but any word of advice or similar experience would be most appreciated.