How'd I miss this? I must be slipping in my old age...

Anyway... The Beatles, unfortunately, are not all-knowing, and love is not all you need. My wife, in order to maintain her sanity and safety, regularly has visits with her friends and family, could easily support herself should she ever choose to leave, and has a few escape plans which she and her friend organized via email that I'm not supposed to know about. A great deal of patience, understanding, and a good therapist would also come in handy. The therapist being for you, mind you, not him.

I can't say for certain what he's thinking, as even antisocials are unique individuals with their own thoughts, feelings, fears, desires, and so forth. But, if I were in his position (regarding the restrictions, not the legal problems. Those are for my lawyers to worry about and me to brag about [after the trial and double jeopardy applies, of course]), I would be feeling a good deal of stress, anger, and injustice, which I'm inclined to relieve through hostile behaviour. Furthermore, whatever veneer of empathy and compassion I have leaves me whenever I'm feeling especially stressed or agitated. There's no good direct method to handle such episodes. Well, my wife and I haven't found any. If you find one, let us know. I'm not really sure how she handles it emotionally. I'll have her elaborate on that. I do know that she lets me be my ol' belligerent self for awhile by somewhat enthusiastically engaging in argument, and that she doesn't expect a great deal of affection from me. Although, once, she chased me out of the kitchen with a knife because I threw a tire iron through a cabinet. Thanks to my bum leg, she even caught me. That was an... interesting night... Actually, during that particular incident, I wasn't especially stressed or agitated. I just wanted to throw something. Usually, I try to control some of my worst violent impulses by directing them on something that can't feel pain. A punching bag seems to work for me. Just to clarify, my wife and I have never gotten into physical fights (except couch-cushion ring-match brawls [almost entirely consensual (she usually wins [I have a bum leg. And she fights dirty. Don't judge me])]). And I don't condone tolerating such relationships.

Basically... Try to get him to find a safe outlet for his aggression. Safe for you, not for him. And then just ride it out, I guess. I'm not much help today, it seems... I'll get my wife in on this, hold on...