Скачать или смотреть My Son Hasn’t Spoken to Me for 3 Years — A Mother’s Heart-Rending Confession

I haven’t heard my son’s voice in three years. No slammed door, no final argument—just a silence that settled over us like morning fog and never lifted.

Some mornings I cradle the “#1 Mom” mug he painted at sixteen and wonder if keeping it is an act of hope… or punishment.

I used to think love meant saying “You know better” and “Don’t make me regret trusting you.” Now I see how each word landed like a tiny stone, piling into the wall between us.

People talk about a mother’s intuition, but no one warns you about a mother’s blindness—the things we refuse to see in ourselves while planning our children’s futures.

If you are listening, Alex, know this: I finally hear the silence, and it tells me more about myself than any apology ever could. And to everyone who presses play—I hope my story helps you hear what your own quiet moments are trying to say.

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