difficult child signs a lease on Wed for an unfurnished SRO. One room, no kitchen, private bath. It's impossible to talk to him. I mean, just impossible. I understand he's scared out of his mind. He's angry that his choices blew my chance to fight for continued funding for him but somehow that's my fault. He's angry that we set limits if he chose to come home (3 months max). It's like dealing with a toddler having the epitome of all hissy fits, with the vocabulary of a rapper. I don't even answer his calls any more because I'm just sick and tired of being called a (you know whating what) and then getting hung up on. We want to help him. He has no furniture. He does have plates/glasses, towels, pots, bowls because we've been giving them as presents for the last 2 years. He wants a living room set - uh, no. He want's a dresser - husband and I have been using metal utility shelves for years and he wants a dresser? Doesn't just want, demands - I can't begin to tell you how utterly vile he's being, like because this is all our fault (in his perpendicular universe) we should just do whatever he wants. He *still* isn't getting cause and effect. He doesn't get to treat us like fertilizer because he doesn't like the consequences of his choices, but of course he doesn't get that at all. husband talked to him yesterday about getting a futon and setting up delivery. A concept that just enraged difficult child. He should have to be somewhere to accept delivery of something he wants? How utterly unreasonable. He can't talk to us (blank blanking blanks), just get him what he wants. Which prompted husband to say "Goodbye, difficult child" and hang up. I envy husband's ability to draw that line - I probably would've sat on the phone begging difficult child to let us help him until he hung up on me (LOL, lightbulb moment there). I'm just torn up here. Waking up crying in the wee hours with thoughts of my baby in a barren SRO, sleeping on the floor. I want to fix it. But at the same time, he really needs to communicate with us and cooperate just a tad bit, without the nastiness. Doesn't he? Or do I just put in my ear plugs and do what I think needs to be done? I have to admit I'm anxious about the level of difficult child's anger right now. He's big and near-rabid - I honestly don't want to be alone with him. Input please. What do I do?