Update - we live in France so think slightly different I don't know with social services.
Two weeks ago I dropped him off to meet his friends and agreed to pick him up at 7pm. He wasn't there and refused to answer his phone but texted me to say he was staying out and that I did not need to know who with or where. Turns out that he hitch hiked 20 km to a jazz festival that is ln for the week that lozds of hippy types go to where drugs are rife.
He texted me at 12.30 to say did we want him to come home. Refused to talk to us apart from telling us to fuck off and tgzt he could do what hd wants. He spent the sunday in bed. Tuesday morning I tried to talk to him to find out if he was stuck in a cycle of something that he didn't want to be in but didn't know how to get out of. The whole time I was speaking he kept saying fuck off fuck you over and over. He then put his head phones in which I am afraid yo szy I went to yank off him. He raised his fist as my husband was walking past then all hell broke lose. He bit my husband and hit him 3 times with a plank of wood.
Long story short - I rang my parents (also in france) and asked them to take him for a couple of days until he had calmed down.
They then let him stay out for a full 48 hours until the Friday morning without a clue where he was staying or how he was eating or drinking as he had no money. He tten slept all Friday and then they took him out again at 2pm on the Saturday and didn't see him again yill 8pm Sunday night. again no money for food drink etc. I am fuming - turned out he stayed at soleobes house who the police are watching for drug dealing (my eldest found this out).
M mum will not give him any boundaries as she says she will not 'control' him. Meaning we are.
He refuses to come home.
Went yo see social services yesterday who had spoken to our doctor. She wants to have him hospitalised as she says he is at risk! If we don't do it she will enforce it. She says there are so many problems with drugs now that more kids are having mental health problems and commiting suicide.
She has agreed to give us a couple of days to think about what we go and said that if we get him home and he sees drugs councillors and psychologists weekly she will accept that to see how it goes.
Went to se him last night to talk about it to him and he won't listen. His pupiks were massive anx all the time we were spesking was the fuck off fuck you over and over again.
What fo we do?