Hi fellow mumsnetters, after some advice, past experiences and words of support really I guess.
My father who is in his 60s has never been very good at taking care of himself, after divorcing from my mother around 20 years ago, he has struggled with many aspects of life. He has been diagnosed with depression and anxiety and struggles to leave his house unless he is going to work. His back garden is a fence to fence overgrown jungle which is completely impassable, the front garden is terribly overgrown getting maybe a strim with the strimmer once a year. He was claiming benefits whilst I was a child and into my teens as he was my main care giver so has never had the money to invest into the property he bought when splitting with my mother. Ivy is invading up the back into bedroom windows, all the window frames are old and wooden and starting to rot out, the boiler hasn't worked in 10 years, has a non functioning bathroom other than a toilet and the kitchen is about 40 years old and falling apart, not to mention the lack of hygiene (no washing machine so clothes have to be hand-wash and he can't wash/shower so has sponge baths).
He is also a hoarder and has books in every room, on the stairs, his bedroom is unopenable and sleeps on the sofa instead. His car broke down around 10 years ago so I gave him my car which I learnt to drive in which he ran into the ground, I sourced him a second hand vehicle around 7 years ago which he doesn't get washed and I have to remind him when to get it MOT'd and advice him on where to take it for general maintenance etc, that's falling apart because he does only the bare minimum to get it through each MOT a year not to mention the algae that grows on it (it looked so bad I washed it last summer when he was visiting and it's hasn't been washed since). He is a creative soul and spends his free time reading, drawing and painting when he isn't sleeping from his depression. He is neglecting all areas of his life and it's starting to break down our relationship. He says that creative people (names a couple of specific artists) are like this and it's just his way of life. He can't seem to fathom why I am distancing myself from him.
It's genuinely exhausting these days to even think about him because I do love him so much, after all he was my primary care giver during a very turbulent divorce and seeing his world crumbling around him. His parents have passed on, estranged from his sister who lives in London (we live a couple of hours from her) and I am his only child, I own my own property now around 20 minutes from him, have a DH (been together since i was 16 and still very much in love 10 years on), DS4 and DD7. I work twilights 3 days a week and DH work 12 hour days mon-fri so I am responsible for all drop offs, pick ups and clubs etc. Being his only blood relative everything falls on me, he has no friends outside of work which he has no interest in meeting up with, can't afford to get his house fixed, makes every excuse under the sun as to why he can't get rid of his books and wonders why speaking to and seeing him stresses me out, I try to block him out unless it's the school holidays so DD and DS don't miss out on seeing their grandad. He is a star when he visits and I enjoy spending time with him as do DD and DS but he takes up so much mental headspace knowing his world is crumbling around him and he seems to not care about doing anything about it, it's all talk no walk.
Sorry for the word vomit and top marks if you made it through, I just don't know what to do, I don't want to block him out of my life and leave him alone but just thinking about him and his way of life makes me feel depressed and helpless and it's heartbreaking. I want to help him (spent 2 hours clearing his path to the front door today because it was so overgrown, he had to use his neighbours path) but I don't know where to start, I don't have the time nor the money to fix his house (privately owned), nor does he and its only going to get worse. What do I do!!!!?