My parents ignored my mental health issues over and over until I tried to commit suicide and they had to call an ambulance and go to the hospital. Then others knew so they had to deal with it even though it was a huge embarrassment to them and I think it still is today. In fact I think to them my mental health issues were more of an embarrassment then my drug issues. I believe my mother looked at it as a personally failure on her part and would say things like she didn't get it from me and there isn't any mental illness in our family. I was diagnosed many years ago and had my first breakdown in 2002 and have been on disability for it since 2004 and my mother still doesn't understand why I want to see a therapist. You would think after many many inpatient stints and four suicide attempts she still wouln't make me feel bad about wanting to talk to someone.