Our 15-year-old son had just started high school.
A computer science program.

My husband is a software developer.
He was proud.
Really proud.

His son, following in his footsteps.

It felt like one of those moments you’re supposed to celebrate as a parent.

But then… things started to fall apart.

I still remember the moment I realized something was deeply wrong with the way we parent today.

I was 24, a new mother, holding a tiny newborn in my arms. Everyone kept saying:

“You’ll figure it out. Just go home and enjoy these moments.”

But nobody told me how much silence there would be.

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