Ever since I was a kid, I tried desperately to live up to everyone’s expectations, especially my mom’s. It took one sentence from a high school teacher to shake my world and make me question everything I’d been taught about worth and strength. This is how I fought to find my voice, growing up in a family where pleasing others was more important than being myself.
I never expected a simple backpack search to turn my world upside down. My son, Alex, had been distant and withdrawn, and when I found diapers in his bag, I decided to follow him. What I uncovered forced me to confront my own fears and changed the way I saw him forever.
My name is Dylan, and at seventeen, I made a decision that would change how my family—and maybe even my whole town—saw me. I took my 82-year-old great-grandmother, Naomi, to my senior prom, fulfilling the dream she’d quietly held onto for more than six decades. Our night together forced us both to confront our own regrets, memories, and the complicated bonds of family.
