Ohhhh, I'm so sorry. Watching a loved one go down that road, the one leading to ruin, and having no powers of persuasion to reel them back - in 1987 I was advised that my sister (alcoholism) would have to hit rock bottom (I could do nothing but watch and pray). In 1994 she hit rock bottom: a bone marrow transplant (me) for leukemia; chemo and radiation; later, dialysis (her last five years). She continued drinking and smoking (but only 5 or six cigarettes a day!) even while on dialysis....
Meanwhile our marathon running fitness-fanatic sister died only half a year after Lori did. Struck down with a sudden (but very overdue) diagnosis of Stage 4 stomach cancer.
It hurts to watch our loved ones spiral down, especially when their own bad choices contributed to their demise, and I feel for you, and add my prayers to yours for your daughter.
Miracles happen. Not often enough. But the impossible sometimes will happen. I never give up hope.
Hugs!!! Thank you for sharing this!