When I was in my early 20's I was experiencing a severe depression. My parents knew that, but I lived 5 hrs away, so they didn't know how bad it had gotten or that I was on a number of meds. One day they came to visit and were helping me clean and discovered my (hidden) meds (5 at the time). Although they were skeptical that I needed meds or therapy, they were concerned that I was having such a hard time and they didn't know about it. They weren't mad that I hadn't told them. Maybe more sad that I felt I couldn't share how bad it was?

They never totally accepted the meds thing until I tried to go off last year and completely fell apart. They now fully support and fully understand why I continue to take medication.

I'm sure things will work out with you fam too. If not immediately, over time.

Best,
EJ