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I'm just sitting here with my arms kind of shrugging, as if to say, "there is nothing I can do". My gut is wrenching because I feel that deep down inside maybe she will change, maybe she will get better. They say that people can change, but after 14 years of dealing with my sister’s extreme drug and alcohol addictions I just don't think I want to be involved in her life anymore.

Last Wednesday I received a call around 7:00am from a hospital, which is about 70 kilometers away from where I live. The message informed me that my sister has been admitted for a triple fracture foot and is waiting to have surgery. Immediately I thought that she slipped on ice and fell, but once I got her on the phone and heard that disgusting drunk the next day voice and her nasty snarl about how the nurses were treating her awful I couldn't help but feel my stomach turn.

This time last year she had a seizure and partial penalization in her face because she had taken an anti-psychotic drug for a recreational purpose and had an adverse effect.

Two years ago this very same time she was admitted to a Toronto hospital because a pretty high-ranking biker gang dude slashed her throat from ear to ear with a machete.

What was she doing in this city in the first place, wrestling in a bar with some guy? At 35 years of age, this is how she behaves. Come on!

This is the best part, she was in the process of moving and well has not cleared out her apartment, does not know her landlords number and has no way of claiming her goods from her place. She is expecting me to do it all for her, and as cold as this sounds I am not, because I feel that if I bail her out of this jam, yet again, I am just enabling her to continue to do drugs, and get drunk! She has never hit rock bottom because we have always been there for her when she starts to stumble. I am just tired of it all, her lies, her games, I love her but I can’t keep making it easy for her to be a drug addict!