When my 14-year-old son Mason asked to live with his dad after our divorce, I agreed, hoping it would help them reconnect.
At first, things seemed fine — he sent selfies and updates that made me believe he was happy. But then, the calls stopped.
His teachers began reaching out: missing homework, disengagement, even cheating on a quiz. I tried calling Mason. Nothing. When I reached out to his dad, Eddie brushed it off as teenage laziness. But I knew something was wrong.
