I thought he was finally working again. He’d stay up all night, staring at charts, whispering about “market opportunities.” He even bought a second monitor. Then one morning, I saw his screen—red everywhere. Crypto. He’d lost thousands. I tried to stay calm. “Honey, you can’t gamble your future.” He snapped: “It’s not gambling, Mom, it’s investing!” I told him he still owed me for rent. He said, “You just don’t get it. This is how people make it now.” But the truth is, I think he’s chasing something that doesn’t exist. Not money. Not freedom. Validation. He wants to feel like he’s not behind. Like he didn’t mess up his 20s. I get it. But watching him drown in “opportunities” feels like losing him in slow motion. Do I pull him out—or let him hit bottom first? #Family #Crypto #Parenting