{"id":15464,"date":"2025-05-13T21:50:15","date_gmt":"2025-05-13T21:50:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/?p=15464"},"modified":"2025-05-13T21:50:15","modified_gmt":"2025-05-13T21:50:15","slug":"my-5-y-o-son-ded-in-2020-my-good-friend-kept-telling-me-you-need-to-move-on","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/?p=15464","title":{"rendered":"My 5 y.o. son d!ed in 2020. My good friend kept telling me, \u201cYou need to move on,\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My son\u2019s photos covered every inch of her walls.<\/p>\n<p>Some of them, I didn\u2019t even remember sharing with her.<\/p>\n<p>Then, to my utter disbelief, I spotted something even more unsettling\u2014his clothes, neatly folded on her sofa, alongside a box filled with his shoes and socks.<\/p>\n<p>A chill ran down my spine. The entire scene felt disturbingly eerie.<\/p>\n<p>Trying to keep my voice steady, I asked her how she had gotten them.<\/p>\n<p>Without hesitation, she said my husband had given them to her.<\/p>\n<p>It was true\u2014we had made the difficult decision to pack away my son\u2019s belongings as part of our healing process. But never in my worst nightmares did I imagine my husband would give them to her.<\/p>\n<p>My hands began to tremble.<\/p>\n<p>I knew she had loved my son deeply\u2014she had longed for a child of her own for years\u2014but this felt like something far beyond grief. It felt like an obsession.<\/p>\n<p>Without saying another word, I grabbed the box and walked out.<\/p>\n<p>That was the last time I ever saw her.<\/p>\n\n<div style=\"font-size: 0px; height: 0px; line-height: 0px; margin: 0; padding: 0; clear: both;\"><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My son\u2019s photos covered every inch of her walls. Some of them, I didn\u2019t even remember sharing with her. Then, to my utter disbelief, I spotted something even more unsettling\u2014his clothes, neatly folded on her sofa, alongside a box filled with his shoes and socks. A chill ran down my spine. The entire scene felt [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":15465,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15464","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-blog"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/FB_IMG_1742937027809.jpg","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15464","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=15464"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15464\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15466,"href":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15464\/revisions\/15466"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/15465"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=15464"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=15464"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/otrxio.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=15464"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}