He ended up crashing until Sunday around noon. I had bought him some fresh deli meat and he wouldn't let me have any. I bought it and he wouldn't let me have any. The chicken breast I bought him went bad.

Sunday I made him take a shower bc he smelled really bad and I needed to do this leg pump machine. I have to do it every day. But I was so sleep deprived I fell asleep doing it and he opened up my door and then slammed it really hard and woke me up. It's like he wants my undivided attention.

We have both agreed that for right now overnight visits aren't a good thing for both of our mental health.

I get the feeling from you guys that I'm in the wrong somehow with the way I'm handling him. I can barely take care of myself. I definitely can't have that amount of fear in my house. If I don't get enough sleep I tend to go into a mixed episode. I came here for support but I guess I'm not going to get it.