We have diazapam and I have been told I am hated several times over. I have nearly crashed the car on the way back 3 times because she spent want to live and it doesn't matter if I die too. She was going to take them all as the stupid doc gave them to her because she said I am no longer her next of kin. So we had a struggle in the car and she said well done mother you have mde me like this. She still only took two though so I know she is hating me because if she doesn't then she has no reason to keep doing this to herself.
Now the pills are working she is scared because she says she felt like this when it happened she couldn't move. I have tried to hold her but I was shouted at. Ashtray has been thrown and she says the only bit of happiness she had has gone and she didn't want to feel like this again :(
she has laid down I am up all might because she still has the pills and I can't get to her handbag.
No inpatient units open over the weekend so u can't be an addict on a Friday just for info.
I won't back down I just hope the pills relax her enough so that the withdrawal Doesn't hurt her heart.
She weighed herself on boots today and proudly showed me she was officially well underweight but now was time to set a new goal :(
A hospital psych Said they will get hold of addaction on Monday as urgent but now she says she won't go because she will lose control of the only thing she got short of dying.
She is in there somewhere I can't give up even if she has