He would never go any therapist, and if I would menschen it, he would reverse it to me, that I am is the one who need it. He finished only 2 credits in college with good grades, but dropped next one - too busy with his friends. Now he is blaming me that I pushed him too much to go to study. He doesn't have any medical insurance because he buys and sell things on internet or sometimes he is doing construction work to people he knows. He can talk nicely to me, especially when needs some money to buy cigarettes or parts for his motorcycle, usually it is in the big hurry. I loved him so much, and literally lived for him, teaching him everything and bringing him everywhere I could afford. He had a great childhood and appreciate it. He was best developed toddler I had ever seen in my life even now. I am helping to him anyway I could. But I never could imagine that I would have such a bad relation with him. He is killing my love to him criticizing me for many thing and calling a sheep. He can go furies, for example, that I didn't throw away a container from sour cream which has little bit on the bottom - not enough for him, but still could be enough for me or for cat, even he doesn't go to the store and do not pay for anything in the house. I have to pay his telephone bills because he is in my account from his teen years and I don't want my to loose my good record. If I would stand on his way at this moment he would call me f..k, pushed me to the wall, and it is getting to the point that he can hurt me physically. I tried to go to my room and closed the door, but he got angry and broke the door. Then he got scared (that my husband would notice it), changed the door, but blamed me for that: I am only one such person in the world, who can make him so mad. Other time he broke a sugar holder by throwing it on the floor. He lived separately couple times, but I wasn't happy about it either, because bad friends would stay with him and they would have parties all the time. When he was 19, he started to live with a girl friend, she bought a townhome (in the wrong time without any down payment), but it didn't last more then 2 month. They broke up in the bad way and never got together again. Now he doesn't have money to live separately. He talks more to me now in the better way than he was 16-22, but those periods of anger scary me. He became more friend with my husband, and I am glad for that, but when we are watching TV together my husband would always say shhh to me when I am trying to say anything during the movie. (but it is ok for him to do so) Now my son when he is watching TV with his friend would say shhh... to me, if I am trying to say anything. I fell embarrassed and abused in my own house. When I said to my son to live the house, he told me to live it. My husband is not much help, doesn't want to be involved or softly say to my son: " be nice to your mother, she is only one." But when my son get angry, when I say something he doesn't like, he would care less. My husband doesn't know about broken door and sugar holder. He would probably throw my son out from the house, and I know he doesn't have money now, and I am only one relative for him in this country.