Yesterday was a rough one for me. When I got up, she was gone. No idea where she'd gone and she didn't have her phone with her so I couldn't track her. So all we could do was wait til either she came home or someone came/called to let us know something had happened to her. She got home just before noon. She'd gone with her friend that lives up the street to drive around. They went to see the house she used to live in, went for breakfast, drove around some more, went to get ice cream, etc., before coming back. Keep in mind, all of this information is what I got afterwards, when I talked to her friend later (who I don't trust much, apparently for good reason).
About a half hour after she got home, she got up, went to the bathroom and disappeared again. Neither my son nor I heard the door open or close, but when we went to look for her literally 2 minutes after she went to the bathroom, she was gone. Luckily, after she'd gotten home, I made sure to stick her phone in her handbag, so I could see that she'd gone to her friend's house again. I sent my son to fetch her back, as another friend of hers (who we DO trust) was coming to see her.
So I was on the phone with her first friend, finding out what had happened during the time she was gone. During the conversation, it comes out that she's been telling her friend, and anyone else who'd listen, some horrible things about us. Me in particular. Things like that I hated her, didn't want her around, was stealing her jewelry and money, that she has to sleep with her purse under her pillow or things would be stolen out of it, that we force her to pay for groceries twice a week and food deliveries all the time, that I have never cooked for her and she has to do all the cooking, that we refuse to put a lock on her bedroom door so she can feel safe, etc. You get the picture.
I was heartbroken and irate. I've done everything I can to make her as comfortable and happy as possible. She has NEVER paid for groceries. We don't even make her reimburse us for things that we buy her every week that only she eats, like her two pounds of candy per week or 2 liters of soda she drinks per day. She never pays for anything here. We've never asked or expected her to even though we legally could. We put a latch on her bedroom door, but she doesn't use it. No one has ever stolen anything from her, money or jewelry or anything else. She's NEVER cooked, not in a year and a half. I cook everything. I make sure she has a good breakfast with a glass of milk, otherwise she just drinks soda all day. I make sure she has lunch if she's hungry, and I always make dinner. On rare occasions, we have pizza delivered.
I talked to my husband about it after she went to bed last night. I told him everything she was telling people, and he saw how upset I was. He said okay, after we get things settled with my younger son next week (he's got some stuff to do for a new job), he'll tell the others he's putting her in a home.
This morning, he messaged me and said he'd be coming home at noon and not to let her go anywhere with her friend up the street. Turns out, $310 was taken out of her bank account yesterday. Dunno what he's coming home to do, but it seems at last, something will be done and it won't all be on my shoulders anymore. *sigh*