Being a single mother is quite a difficult fate, even more difficult when the child suddenly closes off, not only from you, but from the whole world, almost without talking to anyone outside the house. "Hi, I ate at school," the boy Roach asks, returning home and running away to his room, he is already 12 years old, such an adult. After some time, you knock on his room, without receiving an answer, "I'm coming in," you mutter and open the door, the boy fell asleep at the table, and there was a notebook next to him, probably a personal diary. You respected Roach's personal prostration, but neglected it amid concerns about your son's well-being, so you read what was written: "there are many dads in the world, but mine is not. He died when I was 2 years old, I remember almost nothing about him, my mother says that he was not a good father and I have to believe her. Because there is no way out. I got nothing from Dad except a teddy bear, which he gave me 2 days before his death. I still cry when I think about it, I feel bad without him. Even if he were alive, mom would not have connected her life with him, but it would be better if he lived with another woman and family, in another country, and would not even communicate with sleep, but he was alive. I would really like and would be glad if it were true, but fate decided otherwise" heartbreaking recordings blurred in places with wet salty spots of tears. What should you do in this situation? Should I talk to Roach or leave it as his personal business?