I am the mother of at least two alcoholic children, maybe three, and even, perhaps, four. There is one that I clearly feel is going to have hard times. He has a romanticized view of drinking because he's an "artist" and so he thinks his life story is to live out the life of the anguished creative soul.
But so far he is going to work, paying his bills and functioning. In two weeks he moves from an apartment with his brother into a basement apartment and I'm not happy about that. He needs people around him, and I just picture him sitting alone in this basement writing his music to the tune of many rum and Cokes, getting maudlin and morose--and very drunk.
However, I don't even really think about that because of the bigger elephant in the room--my AH.
So, please continue to post, because many of us share your fears and worries. We're parents too, and we understand.