Have namechanged.
Son has struggled with anxiety and depression for 5 yrs, I organised him a good counsellor then after 3 yrs he walked out of the counsellor cos he had the audacity to challenge DS
DS gets to uni hurrah. Within 2 months he hates the social side. He stops eating cos he hates buying food. DH and I nudge and nurture DS to end of year he gets 2:1 in exams yay. He gets accepted into a uni exchange abroad
All summer DS does fuck all and plenty of it. Basically online in his room 24/7 other than 1 week family hol. I line up loads of developmental/fun/money making events and offer to fund. Nah. Seems he CBArsed. But he's depressed, anxious all summer.
Sept he goes abroad. Yay. DH drives 1000 miles to bring him home as he hates it.
DS now saying he wants to defer returning to uni til next year, and to spend this year working. Ok, that's a plan.
He has now spent 5 days online in his room "anxious and depressed" not looking for work, not liaising with his uni, snapping at me when I say eg don't spend all day in your room love. DH is soft/nurturing/fucking sucker depending on my mood! But basically molly coddles son. "Ooh he's depressed.., mustn't pressure him he might tip over the edge..." stuff
I know about depression. I've been on ADs for 20 years, tried therapy etc. I know bleak hopelessness. I want to support DS.
I feel bad for even thinking it, so do not know whether I ABU for wanting DS to grow up? He does nothing round the house, is polite, doesn't do drink or drugs or sex, is a "good lad" but lazy as hell.
AIBU?