I Practice Bad Girl Politics

My roommate/best friend has a drinking problem. Like, a bad drinking problem. She promised me a couple months ago that she was going to stop drinking when there was an instance where I couldn't wake her. Problem is, she has a daughter. A toddler daughter. A daughter that means the world to me. Now, said daughter's father (who roommate is not with) also has a drinking problem. These were two people that should have never had a child. Not one together. Not one on their own. I don't care if she drinks. Just don't drink so much that it makes you pass out (which she would do every night) and don't do it while your daughter is awake and in need of your care. I don't think that's asking for too much.

So, when she tells me she isn't drinking, hiding bottles, etc and lies to me about it constantly, I think that's a problem.

Now, I don't really drink. I had a kidney problem a couple years ago and I limited the drinking even more than what I was. Mostly an occasional glass of wine at home on the rough days and a cocktail or two at parties. I don't ever get mumbling, stumbling drunk. I don't like the feeling at all

I don't know what to do in this instance. She needs help. This little girl needs both parents at their best when she's with them. Thankfully, I'm here to watch out for her while she's here, but what if I'm not? Like...I'm just at a loss for everything.



What do I even do? Should I do something?