Dad's depressed, but won't do anything for himself...he won't see his dr.--well, ANY dr.--about the depression, he doesn't want to talk about it and he's not interested in anything much, or anyone...this alternates between rages when any little thing doesn't go just right...when in life does THAT ever happen, that all things just go exactly right?  Well...exactly.Mom's "making" herself do double-duty, at home, while I'm at work...she won't leave anything much for me to do, to help her, after I get home...I tried to talk to her about this & about Dad, but she just cheerily shrugged it off and changed the subject (sigh!) and told me to quit worrying...she wants things done on her schedule, regardless of how her lupus is making her feel/move...and, regardless of how little help Dad will give herIt's not my place, I know, but I do feel as if I'm going nuts...and, none too slowly...suggestions, anyone? :>?Well, back to praying...