I am new here and I dont want to ramble on as it is such a long story so I will try to be brief but I have no where else to turn and cant find anyone that has been in a similar situation.
My son has just turned 19, he started putting me through child to parent abuse when he started high school (not that I knew it even existed but Iv slowly learned thats what it was) he never liked the word NO or being told he couldnt do something and started to rebel. He was obsessed with his phone, social media & girls and nothing and no one was going to stop him. He ran away down country 4 x to meet girls on line that he didnt know etc. Every time I tried to discipline him he would kick off, calling me names, throwing things, punching holes in walls and his bedroom door, then the violence started with "a push" to the point I spent every waking minute walking on egg shells with him.
I tried for years to get him help, begging professionals from Early Years, child services, CYPS and eventually having a Child to Parent Violence officer. He would not engage with any of them and they just kept referring him to "the next professional".
He turned 18 in 2024 and after that all professionals ceased contact with him and told me they could not help as he was now an adult. I may as well have been knocking my head against a brick wall.
Fast forward to Christmas 2024 and he got very drunk and threatened my husband and I with a knife. My neighbours called the police as and I have now not seen my son for 10 months. That was the 8th time in 13months the police had been called to our address due to Domestic Incidents from him. It went to court a few weeks ago and he was found Guilty of Assaulting me and of Criminal Damage and got an 18 month High Community Order and 18 Month restraining order.
I know that some mums, if this were their son would just turn their backs on them but I am not that mum, and this is killing me!! His birthday was last week and I cried the whole day and now I cant bare the thought of Christmas (Its always been my favourite time of year) without him or seeing him or being able to speak to him.
My son is not all bad, he can be the most sweetest, thoughtful person!
He has now moved to another town with girlfriend/Fiance number 100000, and I have heard on the grapevine that he doesn't treat her well, doesn't get out of bed all day and is living off Universal credit! This is not the way myself and his dad brought him up, we have worked all our lives, given him a loving, clean home and even after separating it was very amicable and we are still good friends.
My son is the first thing I think of when I wake up, and all day every day. Even after everything he has put me through I still love and miss him so much and I feel like I am a shadow of my former self, I have no motivation, burst into tears randomly all the time and at work. Im just broken.