my dad's a knob. He just gets so stressed out and it's really starting to piss me off.....he suffers from severe depression and it doesn't help with his job, in which he teaches law at a post-graduate level. He's always working and always away. He got back from Preston at about 1930 tonight and was immediately on the computer working, but the remote desktop to his work area is quite slow and it practiacally froze on him just now and he lost the plot, he walked into me and said get out of my way, swearing under his breath whilst puring a glass of wine.....when i was a bit younger i was always the one he listened to, i could shout at him and tell him to sort himself out and he'd realise he just needed to sit back and chill out for a minute or so, but the last time i did this a couple of months ago things got physical and he ended up being better off, but now he's making me so close to just going downstairs and throwing him against a wall as hard as possible to try and knock some sense into him....he has no time for me or my mum and it's really pissing me off...sorry...it's probably no where near as dramatic as it sounds, but i can't really tell my mum what i think, because it will make her angry which will make my dad angry and the circle is complete...shitty people eh!