DS ever since a young a child has been adamant about not wanting to grow up. When the time came, he was equally horrified at the idea of becoming a teen. As a child, I just couldn't grow up fast enough, so this was utterly alien for me. The adults had all the freedom and independence and choices, and who wouldn't desperately want that?
Well, not DS, as it turns out. Looking back, a couple of thoughts. One, he struggles terribly with choices, still. Little, daily decisions paralyze him with anxiety. Two, he's fought against independence every day of his life. His little sister walked him to school/ activities - there's no way he wanted to do, well, almost anything, "all by myself". He'd still have me dress him, if he could. Three, inattentive ADHD off the charts; he's extremely young for his age behaviourally, emotionally, socially as well as in executive function. Super sensitive and intense. And yet long before he could even speak, observing all, missing not a word spoken by any adult within 100 feet (not an exaggeration), and (only slight older) ravenously consuming media like Bloom County and xkcd. Awareness, perception, input way old for his age, but coping skills way young. Tough combo.
And big speculation, but I really wonder if the main, overwhelming issue is a mind way too perceptive to cope with what it's capable of perceiving. He can see the bad parts of growing up in ways typical kids are happily oblivious. Adults are always talking up the glories of becoming a "big kid", but if independence and responsibility and choices already stress you to pieces, and you can see that getting big, growing up and adulthood are all that, and no play to boot, why would you want that? He could see all too clearly what adulthood looked like, and he wanted none it.
Some of the things I did were to make sure I talked a lot and very explicitly about the ways the benefits and privileges of each new and upcoming age balanced the increased responsibilities. He thought adulthood looked awful, so I talked about the ways I "played", and tried to help him understand that I did in fact still play, it's just that the things I really enjoyed doing at this stage of my life were quite different than his. I found joy in different things - but he needed to see that joy was part of my life. I think this helped.
He went through some brutal existential depression around 11ish. Reading the comments above, I'm realizing that it too may stem from similar kinds of thought patterns - i.e. able to see far more than he has the capacity to cope with. He is able to perceive too much about the way the world works and his (insignificant) role in it. He can see the utter futility of school and feel his life seeping away, while other kids just complain about being bored and make typical kids jokes about teachers. Most kids live in the now, so the parts of now that suck are ephemeral. But for a kid who can extrapolate into the future, what they see can feel horrifying. To help cope with the specific ways his existential depression manifested, I tried to give him a sense of control, and of accomplishment (really hard in a system that aggressively refuses to accelerate). In that moment, he needed to not just *do* math, but achieve some kind of credential, a moving forward/ checking off a box that felt like he was getting somewhere, and not just endlessly spinning circles in the sludgy whirlpool which is spiral math curriculum. Strongly recommend the Dabrowski article. It helped me a lot as my mind works really differently from his, and well described much of what he seemed to be going through.
So don't know if your kid looks anything remotely like this, but looking back from 14.5, this is what is starting to gather in my hindsight.
