Hey everyone, How do you get your mom or family members to understand you and your mental illness. I was diagnosed with BP 3 years ago. I always suffered from depression since I was young. The first time I tried to commit suicide I was like 9 years old. My mom never found out about it. I was a runaway from age 14 yrs old. I have 3 kids 2yr 10yr 4mnths. So it's been impossible to talk to my mom she judges me and doesn't understand why all of a sudden I've fallen into a black hole. I was doing so good from 1998-2004 and now I'm spiraling down hill. I have no kind of support system just my mom who sometimes makes me cry and want to die. I don't think she does it purposely, but it hurts so bad. I don't like talking about my condition with her. At first when she found out last year she would make jokes about it. Like if someone was mad or do something out of the norm she would say oh so and so is acting bi-polar. Or so and so must be Bi-Polar. Honestly I think she's a real b*tch sometimes, but I was brought up to respect my parents. You want to hear something ridiculous I was maybe 25 years old and hiding that I smoke cigarettes. I guess I was afraid of what she would say. And her judgement on me. Wow I hope you understand where I'm coming from. I feel like I'm rambling so I'm gonna stop here. (Please People Be Gentle)
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