I knew that leaving my parents’ home meant stepping into uncertainty. The safety net that once seemed indispensable was gone, but it had become a trap, laced with toxicity, that would have smothered my son’s spirit. It was clear to me that our old life was over, and a new chapter, albeit daunting, was unfolding. I needed to transform my fear into fuel — every moment of dismissal and mockery was a spark that would ignite my resolve.
