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A week ago, I asked my son and his wife to leave\u2014and I haven\u2019t regretted it for a moment.<\/p>\n
They moved in without asking after getting evicted for unpaid rent. I let them stay for \u201cjust a week,\u201d but it quickly turned into a free ride. Chloe didn\u2019t work, barely lifted a finger, and Timothy stopped looking for a new place.<\/p>\n
I\u2019d come home from long shifts to a filthy flat, no dinner, and loud TV. They didn\u2019t contribute a thing\u2014not to the bills, not to the chores.<\/p>\n
I held my tongue as long as I could. But last Friday, drained and fed up, I snapped. They acted like I was the problem. That night, I packed their bags and told them to go.<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t know where they are now, and frankly, I don\u2019t care. For the first time in months, my home is quiet. I have peace, rest\u2014and my dignity.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m his mother, yes. But I\u2019m not anyone\u2019s maid.<\/p>\n
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