Despaired of is perhaps too strong a phrase. I do not despair of my teenager, but the future ahead looks really bleak.
And by doing well, I do not mean necessarily academically or financially or any other of the normal connatations of the phrase 'doing well'.
I have a teenager - ds1 (17) - who is causing me so much worry and grief right now. He is not a troublesome boy. He is not into drugs, drink, sex. He is not rebellious. He does not break the law. He still, in a way, respects authority. So I know it could be a lot lot worse.
But he doesn't really do anything positive either. He goes to sixth form. He is intelligent but not so brilliant that he doesn't need to work. But he does little work - the bare minimum. He spends all day on his laptop in his room. He comes down to go to sixth form, comes home for lunch (in his room) comes down for dinner in the evening, eats it, and immediately leaves the table and is not seen again until morning.
He has a few friends - very long standing relationships - but all the running is done by them. If they made no effort, he would never see them. Even when he does see them, it is at home, in his room.
He has no ambitions for the future. No idea what to do after sixth form, apart from a vague plan to go to uni (if his grades will get him there - doubtful). He doesn't take a proactive role in looking at unis, courses, etc. He has no interest in going straight into work or taking a gap year.
Emotionally, he is totally separate from the family. He has three siblings he has always had a good relationship with (he is the oldest) but he seems to hate me and will only occasionally talk in the most vague terms to dh.
There is no pleasure or joy in his company anymore. I try to be cheery with him, but even my cheeriness seems to antagonise him. At the moment, I am deeply upset because the other day he told me he had no happy childhood memories. That cut me very deeply. I know teens say horrid things, but this wasn't said in the heat of an argument. We were actually talking amicably about life, and out he came with this considered statement.
I know we are all on a spectrum and he is probably at the very extreme end of it socially, but I don't know what to do or how to feel about him anymore. I look at photos of the smiling little boy he once was, and I wonder who is now living under our roof.
I know there is nothing anyone can say to help. I guess I really want to know that such an emotionally stunted teenager can one day turn into a reasonably happy, functioning adult. Please?