The irony of addiction is that it slowly destroys the brain, and the brain needs to be functioning properly in order for the addict to recognize that it's time to stop.
Yesterday we found out that my sister had left the recovery house after about 3 weeks there. The woman who answered the resident's phone line said she was back living with the boyfriend, Mr. Hairy Scary.
Today my niece phoned her on the boyfriend's cell phone. Sister pretended she was still in the recovery house. When my niece called her on the lie and said they'd told her that her mother wasn't there anymore, my sister pretended that it was misunderstanding and that they must have meant she just wasn't there at the moment.
My sister used to be a much more talented liar than this.
Just another skill she has lost as her brain slowly melts.