She blamed it on grief of losing her father, but it started long before his death. She said she didn't need professional help, that she could handle it herself. Her addiction led to her divorce. Her husband just couldn't handle the demon. She was a 911 dispatcher who handled her job well, and knew the consequences of addiction. She was an avid horsewoman who said horses were her therapy. She swore she was doing just fine, but she kept her distance from me so I wouldn't find out. She was my only child, I trusted that she was handling it, and gave her space.

Then the phone call from her job. Did I know where she was. Then the knock on the door. She was found, but had passed away....