My Son Left Me Alone with Debts and Illness 13 Years Ago – Yesterday, He Knocked on My Door

13 years ago, my son Daniel left me 🏠, leaving behind a note saying he wouldn’t come back. I was sick 🤒, struggling with debt 💸, and alone. Every day was a blur of work 🧑‍🍳, treatments 💉, and trying to stay afloat. But despite everything, I always hoped he’d return 💔.

Then, one night, there was a knock at the door 🚪. It was Daniel, now 31, with two suitcases 🧳. He apologized for abandoning me, saying he got caught up with bad people 👥, but now he was clean. I was hesitant but let him stay.

The next night, I found him stealing 💰. I couldn’t believe it—he had betrayed me again 😢. I told him to leave, and he did, leaving me with a strange peace 🌅.

I realized I had survived all these years on my own 💪. I needed to focus on myself 🧘‍♀️. I called my doctor 💬 and decided to join a support group 🤝. It was time for me to move on.