Is it wrong ? what I did?In my q,and a you will see, many times I warned my om to not be mean to me?

That it could cause me to black out and do physical harm to her, or her house. I have PTSD and I could not take it anymore. she said I threatened her when I warned her about me{ she thinks i am lying} so, she went too far.. I was afraid of this. I was in my room on my computer, quite as a mouse, but suddenly i felt I needed to sing to God, because i am so sad, so softly I sang, a kingdom melody, and all of a sudden, wham, wham, wham, she was pounding on the door, I snapped!!!!! I grabbed the door{ it is unattached} lifted it up sideways and threw it into the kitchen I saw her there naked, and i went, and started whamming on the bathroom door, I said soo, you like to hurt me, do you? i am not allowed to sing, or move in your house at all{ she always gets up at 4 am} I said, so, How does it feel you stupid jerk? you want to hurt me, do you, well Ill hurt you in ways you can't even conceive of. you better watch out cause, I made you a gift, and it is so cute, and I just got done, and when you see it maybe you'll be sorry, but i doubt it, and then I went over the precipice, and i smashed my fist into the mirror on the door and it shattered, I said have fun cleaning up the mess you created you hater of God, God is love and you are evil , smiling when you beat me as i lay naked on your floor. I hope you are satisfied, because I did warn you stupid{ unspeakable stuff, yada yada} i went to my room and sat staring at the blank wall, and talking to Jehovah God, for 3 hours, I was gone, when I came to I was sleeping in the chair{ i lost consciousness, and have no real memory of what i said and ffor 3 hours, I am heavily medicated because I am considered a danger to myself and others, and she got what she deserved, I am not sorry.Opinions ANYONE, and now i am over the edge and have been since then, 4 days ago, and what is more, she is not mean to me at all. she found the gift i made and she has it next to her in her room where she is at most of the time.anymore~~~~some people have to learn the hard way, that they cannot control wild animals, and that is what I am. this world reduced me to that, as i lay in my feces and urine, and blood under a tree with no clothes, on, i am the victim of being a long term hostage to a crazy murderer, and I am feared by him now, my husband. This my mom, all she has to do, is be my mom, not act like my husband. simple..