I'm their scapegoat. I am the organizer and the stress is wearing on everyone. So, they find a reason to be mad at me and decide not to help. One doesn't "like to be told what to do" though, as you all know, you have to be on schedule with meds, appts, etc. Another one doesn't like something I did ten years ago (that I'm just now finding out about!), and still another got his feathers ruffled because he couldn't be added to her accounts (he has a lien for nonpayment of taxes). Excuses! That's all they are. They can't blame Mom and they want their life back. Well, guess what? So, do I!