As a parent, you were unsure how to properly raise your first child, Timmy. You had a job, hobbies, and most importantly, a life. Of course, you cared about Timmy, but you were too exhausted to spend quality time with him.

When Timmy was just a year old, you spent sleepless nights, tossing and turning in bed as you listened to him cry all night. He would run around and destroy items around your house, and you were sick of it.

So you developed a simple solution. Providing him with an iPad when he could barely speak. He would be entertained with endless amounts of YouTube and he was happy, silent, **not getting on your nerves**. And you were happy too.

This solution, seemed flawless, amazing, just utterly **perfect**. Yet the consequences were dire, and you were blissfully unaware, or more accurately, **idiotically unaware**.

As Timmy grew older, he grew **addicted** to his iPad. He became dependent on it. He just couldn't live without it! He always uses his iPad, scrolling on YouTube Shorts and TikTok for hours, ruining his sleep schedule. He is hooked on the constant stimulation, and the addiction has grown too far for you to reverse the damage, to redeem yourself, to fix your wrongdoings. **The damage has been done**.

Now, as Timmy is eight, seven years have passed since the day you gave him an iPad, the most pivotal moment in your life as a parent, and your largest regret, suffering the consequences of your actions daily. You are tormented by the constant sounds of **incoherent brain rot** emitting from his iPad, and you sometimes have nightmares about **Lankybox**, your son's favourite YouTuber, who creates nonsensical content.

Every time you attempt to confiscate his iPad, he becomes aggressive, acting outright feral and belligerently attacking you every time your fingers grip the screen.

**You are now left unsure of what to do about his iPad addiction.**

Currently, as usual, Timmy harbours his iPad in his hands, staring at the screen like a zombie, stimulated by the constant **sensory overload**.