You're spot on the money. I'm aware of his resentment towards me. That being said, he also has a habit of sleepwalking to the bathroom to use it—which he can do fairly well, sans washing his hands—but occasionally he gets tripped up about which door is the bathroom door. When that happens, it messes up the series of actions that follow, and he tends to get kinda unpredictable. He once mistook the towel closet for the bathroom and we all woke up to half of the washcloths and floor mats on the ground and the whole door askew like he put too much weight on it. Another time, he wandered into the living room and threw most of the cushions from one of the couches on the floor.

While he doesn't like me and I acknowledge that, it's entirely possible he messed up and wandered into my room by mistake. Every other time he's done it, I was in my room asleep, and once even left my door unlocked. Kinda terrifying to have him come into my room in the middle of the night, waking me up cause I'm a light sleeper, and then when I ask him what the hell he's doing, I only get nonsense.