Sorry a little back ground of our current state. . . . . . . My partner is in an extreme crisis and there are no psych beds available in our area, the hospital sent him home to be seen by a psych team but when we left the hospital he kissed me said goodbye and ran off. The police later found him but with no beds and red tape he was sent back home late last night for me to deal with He keeps telling me that it's all my fault, that I don't listen that I treat him like an idiot, that all I do is take away/ throw away everything that's good and leave him to clear up my mess; I'm not sure, don't know if he's right ! He says I never take him out when we're in my home town staying with family, he tells doctors etc I just leave him sat in a chair not allowed to do anything. But we do go out most days, it might not be exciting we only go to the bank, post office, super market, betting shop etc. He keeps telling me i'm making him hate me and i'm not sure if i'm the selfish B he keeps telling me I am, especially as I'm increasingly feeling like a victim. We recently stayed in a hotel and had a issue he told me I was to do nothing and sent me off to eat breakfast while he complained. He was gone so long that I began to worry. The breakfast serving was nearly over and I was increasingly feeling uncomfortable eating alone (i'm fat and know that people watch and judge what fat people eat) so I ran my partners phone to ask if he would be joining me to eat or if not that I was going outside for fresh air. I got no reply but he returned soon after, asking my reason for disturbing him. My explaination didn't go down well, he verbally laid into me for having to interfear and f everything up, that I must be stupid or a really nasty B to not do what I was told and do nothing except enjoy breakfast. He continued to rant at me and when I began to cry was ordered not to wipe the tears away he wanted the hotel staff to see me, it would strengthen his compliant. After another while me still crying him ranting he took me to sit in reception and when I sat down to start with I was wrong, he insisted I be facing everyone and again no wiping of my face/tears was allowed. Eventually we returned to our room where I then fell in the tub and suffered a head injury as well as other injuries. Needless to say i'm sui'm sui'm sure people thought i'd had a whopping. I just don't know whether i'm making the problems so much worst