Empty garbage can lying half in the street as I come home.
Kitchen table covered in coat hangers. Dirty dishes in the sink while the dishwasher is full of clean dishes.
Then again, he’s come down with a bad cold, so I’m guessing this is just a minor setback. He told me he doesn’t want to be treated like a baby anymore, and I am trying to cut back on the nagging.
More likely, your son is undergoing an assualt of darkest magic from another coven. Without confessing his past, he can’t explain this to you.
You must string rosary beads around all the doors and windows, hold prayer vigils, and rub chicken fat on your son’s face. He may pretend not to know what’s going on. He may even act as though he doesn’t want you to do these things. But, if you love him, don’t give up.