2 years ago my son, then 16 was arrested for possession of cocaine. The whole process took nearly a year to resolve and he was eventually issued with a community resolution order which in the grand scheme was not a bad outcome. I found the stress of it all unbearable and I am only getting worse.
On the surface he is responsible - holds down a job, gets promotions/pay rises and passed his apprenticeship with ease. However he gets very drunk regularly and is useless with money. He also gambles online and probably takes drugs (although I have no evidence for that), and lies to me a lot about what he’s doing, some of the lies being utterly pointless - which then makes me think he must be doing something awful or he would just tell me the truth. He constantly leaves the house with low battery on his phone meaning I can’t contact him although when he does have battery he rarely responds anyway. He has a big group of friends most of whom I think are ok but a couple I do not think much of at all.
Every time he leaves the house I’m an absolute mess. If he has battery I track him constantly, and over think incessantly imagining the awful scenarios which could materialise. I don’t sleep if he goes out at night and my heart palpitates constantly.
I have tried talking to him but his view is he has been in no trouble at all since age 16 so I should move on and treat him like an adult. My husband agrees with him, as do many of my friends (although I haven’t told many as tbh I’m a bit ashamed of the arrest and my inability to deal with it) I’m conscious that key relationships in my life are breaking down over this including probably the one with my son. I feel incredibly lonely and hopeless and I’m also angry with myself because when I’m thinking logically he’s probably only doing what most teenagers do. He says he wants to go to uni in September and has been offered places but I’m so scared he’ll do something stupid and end up in prison before he gets there.
i have completely run out of people to talk to. I’ve had counselling but it hasn’t helped and I now spend at least an hour a day crying. Luckily I have a job I love, but it is quite stressful and I’m conscious I’m not always as focused as I should be. I have two younger children who I barely even think about because I have no capacity left. This also makes me feel so worried and guilty. I really hope some of you have some insight to help me. Sorry for the long post.