UPDATE: My partner (M44) wants me (F41) to stop removing her fake nails.

**OP IN TETHERS: FOUND MY SON**<br><br>I found my son up a tree, as reported by the police. He’s safe. He’s been checked by a medic. He’s staying in the car.<br><br>I will visit the police station tomorrow, and get more details on the car accident. He was driving my car, not his, and did say he felt really sick and believed he was going to pass out.<br><br>He said he didn’t feel he was capable of driving safely, and didn’t have enough battery to call for a taxi (no, I don’t understand how his phone is dead since he asking me to come find him, but idgaf right now).<br><br>I’m not sure if he took my car with or without permission. The fact that he left without telling me where he went is confusing. He might have decided to drive to a shop, and got really sick on the way.<br><br>I still have to see the damage to my car. He did say that he was driving really slowly. I plan to drop that off at the shop tomorrow as well.<br><br>My son is worried about my reaction, but I have a plan. I am going to explain to him that I am extremely upset over how this situation unfolded, but that I am afraid of losing him, and some distance is needed. I will be leaving for three months, and he can stay with his brother and father. I will be moving out permanently. This was my plan if my son didn’t move out at 18.<br><br>I hope I can keep that calm tone for the 30 minute drive. I’m so happy he’s safe. I’m still in shock. I am glad that nothing complicated has come up, and no one was hurt.<br><br>As for my partner…he told me that he wants to get his vanity back, but that he is enjoying the angry monologues I’ve been sending his way. That is my preferred communication method now. He did ask if we are still going to make the trip even though I have to deal with the car, but I told him I’m not sure how long that will take.<br><br>The hilarious part is that my partner has been running around doing errands, and he realised that he would always be recognised by his diamond nails (his words, not mine).<br><br>Thank you all for the kind words in my previous post, and on this one!<br><br>ETA: I have just been told that my car left the road, and went into a lamppost. My son ran away. He texted his boyfriend to come help him, then his best friend, both of whom were busy. He eventually called me. He did say that he felt extremely ill, and in pain, and was worried that he would collapse onto the steering wheel and cause an accident. I don’t understand how he got the car to leave the road, but asking him about it will have to wait.<br><br>Now, I have to let everyone know what occurred, and send photos of the car to my brother and insurance company.<br><br>My son is still shaken. I believe him, because he has never been so quiet, and he hasn’t made a joke. He asking me questions, and said he doesn’t understand why I’m so upset. I’ve asked him to let me drop off the car at the shop, find out how much it will cost, and then we will discuss details.<br><br>I did explain that he caused so much worry, and that I’m in so much emotional pain. I told him repeatedly how much I love him, and how much losing his siblings effected me. He hugged me, and said oh, and that he didn’t think of that, he asking me questions, and answering mine.<br><br>He got really hungry, so we stopped at a fast food restaurant, and he finished his meal, and my meal. I told him to feel better, and he said he was sorry about eating my meal, and that he was starving.<br><br>He hasn’t responded to my partner’s messages, or his messages to me. He said he has to sort asking me first, and then other matters later. I’m grateful that he isn’t making excuses, or blaming others, or going into defensive mode.<br><br>He is just so quiet, and worried, and in pain. He said he left a really smelly present in the car.<br><br>I’m going to visit the police station tomorrow, and I will also call the insurance company. My son is worried about the cost, but I told him that it doesn’t matter, that he can work for me to pay for the repairs (he usually works for my business for pocket money, or he works for his father).<br><br>I know he asking me questions because he is worried about the consequences, but I’m glad he is worried about how I am feeling. He said he was sorry so many times, and that he never wants to see me so upset again.<br><br>We might have a good outcome from all of this, and he might learn a lesson (I hope). I’m not his mother, and he is an adult who has to make his own decisions. I’m just grateful that he is safe.<br><br>And thank you all for the kind words.