So I met this woman at work, let's call her Jess. Jess seemed nice at first but it was clear she had cognitive issues which shr clarified to be autism. Being on the spectrum myself I viewed her kindness and neediness as an opportunity to make a new friend. Now there's her roommate at the time, we'll call her Mandy. Mandy seemed nice but it was clear she was stressed out, and wanted rid of Jess without harming het. Jess had stated she was previouslu homeless before Mandy took her in. I pitted Jess as Mandy seemed agitated by everything she did. I spoke to Mandy about getting a lease with Jess. Jess wanted that, claiming that Mandy was abusive, and demanding. Mandy did not argue but just wanted Jess to be safe. Later, at work, Jess was dealing with the manager not giving her hours, the manager disclosed that she was not doing her share, and on her phone. I was confused as I had seen otherwise while she was with me. As I got the lease, Jess seemed pretty calm and happy, almost too happy. She was a sub lease. Over the next few weeks Jess treated me kindly after moving in. Then, as Jess quit her job and took up a new one, she began to stir the pot. She claimed her multiple sclerosis was making her unable to work, and that Mandy wouldnt allow her to go to the doctor. I offered to take Jess to her appointments but she would never contact the offices to even schedule them, so seeing her get worse i did it myself, with her help, even taking her to the hospital for fainting episodes. Not once did she say thank you, it was as if this was required of me. As things escalated, Jess claimed I had to take her to the doctor, when it was clear as day I was not responsible for her anymore as I was working full time to pick up her slack. She could've taken the bus, but refused, saying Mandy would harm her or she'd be harassed. I offered assistance. None was taken. Soon, she began lying to me and I am not tolerant of lies and committing the truth. So i gave her attitude, snarky sarcastic attitude. I asked her that if she could not work, she could at least attempt to clean the house. I had bought her a cane, to help her. She still would not help, and would go on Amino and Discord talking to her friends. Soon, I told her she had to do her part or I would take things I had given her away. I had borrowed to her my old phone, a Samsung S22, and I paid for the internet and cell service. I began shutting these off until shed communicate with me. She tried to bust down my door the first time, and I had a verbally aggressive argument with her. The second time, and the final time, she threatened to have me psychiatrically admitted without consent. For context, I struggle with my mental health and have BPD. I would not hurt others or attempt on my life any sort of harm. I was furious, and said she had to give back the phone which I borrowed her. She yelled no, and when I attempted to take it she punched me, I attempted to restrain her, and she began screaming that I was hurting her. She managed to get free, and called the police. I was terrified and distraught. Police said she and I could have pressed charges on each other for battery, the fact the phone was mine was not relevant to them. The next morning I shut off the wifi and her cell service. I went to pursue a protection order with an eviction as I would not tolerate a violent roommate. She then, the next day, accessed my secondary previous phone which was still usable, and attempted to slander me on my Discord to my friends. This slander was all the sarcastic remarks I had made to her procrastinating and complacency, as well as manipulation. I didn't read the whole thing and became suicidal, believing she had ruined my life. She had also spammed my family and fiance, and my father disclosed to Jess the best thing she could do is leave. That night, my boss let me off early, and I was told by my father we would retrieve my belongings. I was terrified but we videod the whole thing so she couldn't fight us. She made it all about herself and insisted I needed psychiatric hospitalization. At a certain point she left her phone out, and my father grabbed it while she was not looking. We had carried my important belongings outside, and we had also been told Jess would be leaving back for her home town the next morning. My father at the end of the event confronted Jess and returned the phone, disclosing she best not try anything as he could have taken the phone. The next morning when I arrived she was gone, and the house was a total wreck. Every chemical, dishware, kitchenware, cooking device (besides the oven) had been taken, and she had torn down the shower curtain, taken every soap, and put a majority of the perishable foods on the counter to thaw and spoil. I that day, filed a VAWA (violence against women act) form against her, which she did not respond to. My question is, am I the asshole for expecting the bare minimum if she claimed she could not work?