Two weeks ago my 28 year old son had threatened our lives and to destroy the house we'd given him to live in. I felt like I was on the film set of hoarders going in to clean what was once a beautiful home with a pool and entertaining area. I wasn't allowed to touch things anywhere, in the kitchen he had everything organised, in reality it was piles of stuff on the kitchen bench with mice living in them. He'd convinced us if we gave him the home he'd be happy. He is now living with us while we renovate the house he was in. I was frightened at first. I'd been warned that he is capable of anything and at first everything I said was taken the wrong way. But after a week he has stopped ranting, shaking and yelling. He is very thin but has been eating a huge amount since moving in with us and in the last few days has been happy to take vitamins. He, like me has deficiencies and really needs to be careful with diet and he needs to take supplements. I'm hesitant to believe it will last but I'm relieved, he acknowledged that he was no longer shaking. It's been so very hard, it's only the beginning but it's something.