Copa, more than anything, we need our parents to accept and validate who we are or it hurts us.
I have a number of thoughts in relation to your post, SWOT. And some pain. Until my son hit 18 or so, I entirely validated him with my love and put little pressure on him. Never did. I was told by the child psychiatrist who we saw (and see) that this had been for the best, for many reasons.
Don't make him think,"she won't accept me for who I am. She wanted me to be what I could not.
Then, when it came time to go to college, work, was when there was a struggle. Job Corps, he did, successfully, because he wanted to come home.
Of course he has specific deficits, ADHD, drug exposure, who knows? That make working at many jobs not realistic. I get that.
What makes Lil's and my son similar is the absence of motivation, of realistic goals for the short-term which makes the achievement of long-term goals impossible. My son says he would like to be a nurse-practitioner. More than likely he has picked this up along the way (began to say this 6 years ago) but he lacks (this far) the initiative to do the short-term things that would make this possible, such as take one class and succeed.
I understand that nothing is gained by struggling with him around this. Especially for me.
But SWOT, while much of what you say I agree with, it is more complicated than even you say, and you are wrong about some things, too.
I did not bring my son (or want him, initially) close to me--like my house. I kicked him out 6 and a half years ago to go and make a life. Partly because I listened to you about his needing support--M and I hatched this idea of buying the house and my son working with him, and staying at the house. It was my son who engineered his way back here to my house and he is reluctant to leave, although both of us want him too.
My feeling was--OK, if there are specific ways that being in my house will help you achieve, I told him, a plan you can develop and begin--I will consider it. But you have to commit to it and do it. And you have to pay me a specific amount of rent. Which, I will hold for you to use to make a better life.
This is not happening, although he continues to work with M.
If my son leaves us, he will be homeless again. I feel close to certain that he will have a long period of homelessness. He feels (and it looks like) he has had all people close to him, who had previously helped him, close their doors.
I have pushed him out to make a life. It did not work in terms of his establishing either a way to work or a place to live. It did help in terms of his becoming less hostile and aggressive towards us, and motivated to meet our rules. I do not downplay the importance of this and I am grateful.
The SSI has been a deterrent to look to work at anything. Perhaps you are correct SWOT. It is entirely probable that the lack of motivation, the inability to sustain work, is related to something intrinsic. But I am not convinced, because he is able to work when he chooses to. He has had A's in college classes, he has worked for 15 months as a certified nurse's assistant, and for a while was praised (to me) by the nursing director as an excellent worker.
Perhaps I need to just kick him out of here, tell him to go back to the other house and live, if he wants, where he can continue to work with M. He has a lot of "friends" in that area, is well-liked and it is a life. But he was the one who pushed himself back here with me, understanding and committing to conditions he established. Probably to manipulate me, and to please me, short term.
M agrees with you about many things, but not the deficits. He sees nothing at all wrong with my son. But he does agree that I push him to go to school and it sets me up.
My son knows I love him unconditionally, but he knows I am afraid of what will come when I die. He has nobody else but us.
SWOT, this is what I do not believe you understand. I have taken him to the Department of Rehabilitation/pushed him to Job Corps. His aptitude is college. He is cerebral and brilliant. He may want it in theory but he has not at all any interest right now. That I must accept. It is clear.
I think you are unfair to me to keep posting that I impose my own dreams on my son. Because you know I have an academic background, you assume I have insisted my son be an academic. If he has aptitudes at all, they are in this sphere. And he has strong aptitudes and interests academically. I was equally proud when he was working in concrete. I was a waitress. Work is work.
I am not different than Lil or any other mother here: I would like my son to function. SWOT. I am not your mother. I am nothing like her. I am not rejecting my son. I am not insisting he be me.
I am a mother trying to grapple with what my proper role should be. And I tell the honest truth about my feelings. If I lied, it would not help me or anybody else.