Left My Grandson Outside

It’s really cool that you’ve created a space like this! My story goes back to the early 2000s, when I used to drink way too much. One day, I was so drunk that I didn’t open the door for my grandson when he came back from a walk. He had forgotten his keys, and I was simply too drunk to even notice he was outside. He ended up waiting there for two or three hours. I still feel terrible about it, even after all these years. It’s something I deeply regret. I’m grateful to have a place where I can finally share this anonymously. Somehow, putting it into words makes me feel a little lighter.