Just to add: I can actually relate somewhat. When I was in deep depression, that's all I could bring myself to do: what was necessary and not much more...whether around the house or whatever. SO, I do have some patience for that even though I know from experience how unhealthy it is! Of course, for me it was chemical. For him, it's a choice. Well, or lack of choice: lack of choosing to commit to the success of the M and family.
