For sure, she suffers from sometimes crippling anxiety. I've no doubt her anxiety was and is real. But holing up alone in my house is a lousy solution for that and I told her as much today. Not to be mean, but it's the same thing she'd tell me and she acknowledged that.
I think, no I know my job here is:
1. Protect and promote my non-drinker status no matter what. And while it would seem rationally that her presence in my home while I'm not there should have no impact on me, the fact is that it does.
2. Acknowledge that she has real issues, support her in addressing those, but most particularly love her unconditionally.
I told her today she needs someone to kick her in the rear end, but that person probably should not be me. We're too close in more ways than one for that to work out well for either of us.
I did make a call to solicit advice on sober living places for her, though. I hope to hear back by tomorrow so that I can present her with some options - either rehab or a halfway house.
Send good mojo her way, friends.