i can't fucking deal with amy getting drunk off her ass every night and falling (only happened tonight but it will likely happen again if she keeps this shit up)
if it was just me here i could not have got her ass up off the floor
i'm prob going to yell at her about it tomorrow
i def ran off crying once we (me and jerry) got her back to bed
she's fallen twice since dad died (once she was sober and tripped on a bit of uneven parking lot)
but i cannot fucking deal with this
i just lost my dad, i can't deal with another loss rn, i will fucking kill myself if she dies
i'm putting on a brave fucking face every day, barely keeping myself together
i'm a thread away from breaking and just ending myself
all i wanted to do today was have a day to myself, stay in bed, and rot
but i wasn't even allowed that
having to deal with someone else's poorly handled grief on top of your own sounds like hell... I really hope she never does this again
I hope she wises up, but if she's an alcoholic...
If you need a spot to run away to for a bit, maybe I can arrange something

agreed with everyone... this is absolute hell and I hope she listens to you because jfc she's not the only one grieving
Is there anything we can do? Anyone around who can work with her?
i don't have anywhere to go, there's no one to really work with her aside from her therapist but idk if she's been talking to her other than the week after dad died
however, she did give away all the wine ( ;_; i wanted that wine it's good and i only have like a cup, as in measurement, when i drink it) and the beer, and the opened bottles of wine got poured down the drain
i did end up yelling at her
we'll see how long she stays sober
wine can be replaced but maybe it would be good if she isn't near temptation
can save up for a little wine... safe for you if need be
i'd prefer some fireball, i'm the only one that'll drink it
single bottle of fireball will last me years
That seems promising at least
I’m so sorry to hear that. Just sending you so much love.
It’s hard to have to handle someone else’s grief while grieving yourself.