My son from my first marriage was estranged from me for a number of years. He then lost his job in his late twenties and had mental health problems. He came to me asking for help. He was living in marginal circumstances, and my husband and I said, “We want you to be safe. Come out and stay with us.” Things were okay at the beginning but went south after about a year. He attached himself to friends who were having problems with the law, he was lying, he was abusing drugs.
