My 23yo DS could very easily have become a NEET. Instead he is starting a decent career. He would say this himself.
Why?
He was always a very shy, introverted, socially awkward kid.
Difficult family circumstances that impacted on his self esteem.
Good friends but not ambitious ones.
He had decent grades but teachers expected to excel and he found himself under huge pressure and therefore not enjoying school.
He had no idea what he was interested in or wanted to do.
What helped?
I focused on two aspects as he was growing up: his social awkwardness and self esteem. Not easy! Social awkwardness involved exposure, so constant battles. Self esteem was making him feel good about himself when he accomplished something, and telling not too fell awful when he didn't.
When he was at school, it was hard work to encourage him to be involved in activities 'for the good of his future'. He wasn't interested or motivated. We focused on things that were the closest to what he was interested and me pestering him until he agreed to some. Ultimately, these were things he was able to use on his CV, worded to link the experiences to something valuable to the jobs he later applied to.
At 16, after his GCSEs, I told him that he HAD to get a PT job and opting out wasn't an option. He only wanted a job away from the public. He applied to a supermarket job, thinking he would just be stacking goods. I helped with his CV, we did practice interviews techniques...again with a lot of pestering and moaning. He got the job...he was on the till from day one...exposed to his worse fears, wanted to quit, knew I'd be angry and disappointed so he didn't...and gradually felt ok about it. 3 years later, he loved the job, the people he met and his self esteem multiplied by 5. It also taught him to manage work and studying, managing his time and the pressure.
Decided at the last minute to do a degree. Ok subject, which he was good at but not that interested, crap uni. Disastrous first months, he was adamant he was going to quit by December. We talked a lot. At this point, it was more about understanding his feelings and wishes, less about parental expectations, but came up to a compromise about giving it until Easter...than it was ending the year. Year 2 was a bit better, year 3 not as bad. Under huge pressure from professors, made to be lazy and not engaged enough. One believed in him, became his dissertation supervisor. He was a mess starting it but had great guidance and he started to enjoy writing it to the point that he was completely focused and very determined to do very well. He did and proved his instructors wrong.
His supermarket job allowed him to work throughout his studies applying for jobs in his uni town.
Then he graduated and like many, it was a tough time. He applied to a very competitive graduate job and manage to get into the top 1%, but fell at the last hurdle. Great experience going through the process. Then came the numerous applications and the no responses. Two interviews where he was treated quite badly by the companies (promises made not kept, poor communication etc...). Queue to feeling down, hopeless, scared, bored and self esteem back to the floor.
It wasn't easy to be understanding, encouraging, motivating and pushy all in good balance. Exhausting to manage all his feelings whilst making sure not to destroy our relationship. Hard to manage my own fears, resentment when I felt he wasn't engaged as he should, ignoring what wasn't important, still spending quality times together.
He finally accepted that he needed to stay away from 'popular' and apply to jobs less attractive. Sure enough, that was the answer. Applied for a job that was as far away from his dream job as possible, involved some daily travel, but it was a job. He didn't have all the essential requirements yet he did get an interview on account of his work experience and a good application where he managed to relate his experience to the job. We were both totally surprised when he got an interview. Queue to working very hard to prepare for the interview. His graduate job application experience really helped as did working on his dissertation. He amazed me with the time and worked he put into it. He excelled at the interview, he got the job.
The first three months were very very hard. He was riddled with anxiety and putting himself under tons of pressure. Triggered by the sense that he didn't know what he was doing and was going to let his boss and team down. He suffered from horrible panic attacks. Needed support again, emotionally, psychologically and practically. By then, he had good experience of carrying through and knowing there was a light at the end. He was very self aware and able to analyse and identify his feelings. He got out of it. His confidence grew, he was highly praised, he got happier, he started to feel good about himself. He is now fully integrated, doesn't love the job but likes most of his duties and live his team. His boss is very encouraging of him progressing up the ladder. He is next for further training and promotion. He lives in his own place, own his own car and his comfortable with who he is. Success.
The reality is the it required from a very early age a lot of investment on my part to be there for him. I recognise that I have skills that many other parents don't have. I think that's the problem. Too many parents who don't have a clue how to support their kids and/or don't have the energy, motivation, or willingness to do it, themselves overwhelmed by their own struggles. It's very hard work with no guarantee of success, but when it does, the relief and pride is worth it all
I agree 100% that the notion of pride has gone and this is a very serious problem. My son didn't had a clue what it was like to feel pride. He does now and it is taking him a long way to happiness.