My Secret Addiction Started With Good Intentions
I thought I was being a responsible parent, but I was feeding a dangerous habit
It was 2 AM, and I was staring at my phone screen, watching a blue dot that represented my seventeen-year-old son move through unfamiliar streets. The dot had been stationary outside a house party for three hours, then suddenly started moving in erratic patterns through residential neighborhoods I didn’t recognize.
My pulse quickened. Was he walki…
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