WiscKaren:
Wow, I certainly feel for you. But I'm at that weird stage of life where I'm having to learn the difference between "really important" and "really important only to
me".
I don't know what other issues you may have had with your son, so I won't try to offer anything other than my humble opinion. But, right now, if it were MY son (who is a substance abuser, criminal, and ADD sufferer), I'd be weighing the differences between socially odd and detrimental behavior against criminal and physically/psychologically damaging behavior.
I am in the process of learning how to truly detach from McWeedy. A while ago, I had to learn that fighting him on saggy pants, drug-culture music/lifestyle, and a lazy attitude towards life was different from fighting him on drug use, stealing, lying, and risky behavior that affected his health.
I gave up on burning his Kottomouth Kings and Cypress Hill CD's; we simply asked that he not play them around us or the family, that he not show his underwear around the house; we put a network filter up to keep him from surfing for porn at home, and now have rules about using the car and phone that we help him pay for. We did that for us, to save energy for fighting other battles.
I say that out of ignorance of your situation, though. I don't know if you have other issues that you're dealing with. But if you are, where does this rank on the overall list?
Body mods are gross, at least to most people. But not to all. It makes life more difficult, especially in our increasingly conservative country. But it doesn't make life impossible. It won't get him put in jail, it won't cause his lungs to rot or his liver to turn to Jell-o, or anything else. And, if that's the worst of it, it'll be his cross to bear, not yours. So on that end, I agree that it's his problem, Mom, not yours.
Also, as far as I know, body mods (even severe ones) aren't necessarily indicative of any other nefarious or harmful behaviors, other than self image. My sister once had a boyfriend who had the tip of his "manhood" tattooed to look like the head of a snake, with scales all the way back up to his belly. He also had many other visible and not-so-visible tats and piercings.
Gross? yes. But he was good to my sister, and had a good job. He ended up marrying a girl with eyes tattooed on her breasts that could NOT be hidden by anything other than a crew-neck shirt (not that she ever tried to hide them), and wore earrings that look to be imported from the African tribes that stretch their earlobes down to their knees. But they're happy, accepting of their community's response to how they look, and I believe they are both successful in their careers.
Again, I'm not minimizing the impact on you, the parent. McW swears he's going to tat his arms when he moves out. We aren't happy, but it's his life. Given the other things in his life that we can legitimately bark about, we're wasting time on this other stuff.
I don't know if that helps, but that's the track wife and I decided to take. If you saw Hairspray, Queen Latifah's character had to tell her black son and his white girlfriend (set in the 60's) to expect "a whole LOT of ugly coming from a long line of stupid". She didn't tell them no, but she warned them to expect a pretty difficult life from their choice. I think it's pretty much the same thing here.
Also, you may find the post by Ant'sMom over in Teens and Substance Abuse helpful (
http://www.conductdisorders.com/forum/showthread.php?t=11392). It talks about how we see our teens and adult children as the nine-year-old innocents that we still need them to be; we go back to the time before the tribulations began, and we want those feelings again. That post struck home with me because that's what I was doing with McWeedy.
I didn't realize it, but last year when I started playing hardball I'd stopped thinking like that, and started dealing with the WeedWhacker as he was, not as the innocent child I wanted him to be. It isn't easy, and it hasn't paid any dividends, but at least I know I'm dealing with reality. It's a start. And I stopped flailing about things that weren't directly harmful to his life, his liberty, or his health (no matter how distasteful I found some things to be, especially the music -YUCHH!!
)
I don't know if it helps, but at least know that I sympathize with you, and am rattling beads to help you get through this shock.
Mikey