I would say exactly that and in an ideal world, she would become acutely aware of my terms at this point. Life is too short to tolerate anothers persons addictions. Boy, do I identify. When I was a young preteen, I was in 4-H. Our troup leader was a closet drinker and she was bagged every afternoon. She was sharp, loud and unreasonable. There was nothing soft about this abrasive pushy woman. As preteens we all giggled at what a witch she was. It was more like she was just doing it to make herself appear functional and involved with her daughter.
She was a bully.