I hate it when they go missing. always think the worst, and have trouble functioning. I get into obsession mode. then when my AD turns up, as if nothing happened, and gives me an offhanded "I'm sorry I didn't call you back, mom" - I want to slap her. Yet I know when I was in active addiction (especially when i was younger) I was much too self-centered to think about letting anyone know where I was. It was like "Well I know I'm OK, so what are they so worried about? I'll call them when i feel like it." I also thought my family's concerns and desire to know where I was and if I was OK was rediculous, overly dramatic, etc. it was all part of my denial.