Hello, not sure where this goes. My biggest challenge in my quest to live a healthy life with my MDD, BPD, Anxiety is my biological family. Ever since I can remember I was "the American". Even growing up in Latin America, all I thought of was returning to my country and not have to put up with all the insults (at least they felt like insults) from my family and the locals because I was American. Fast forward many years and I'm officially diagnosed first with mild depression then Cyclothymia. It took a while, and I never really convinced my father, but he came the closest to accepting what I go through. The rest of the lot, and there are many, refuse to accept that I have a disease and that. Mental Health is a serious issue. My diagnosis has evolved to MDD, BPD, anxiety. It takes a superhuman effort to visit them in Colombia, but meds and DBT have helped. Today I was talking to one of my aunts and typical she was dismissing my challenges, her opinion was if I found a Catholic Priest (the only kind) confessed and repented from my sins I would be cured. It hurts so very much when they say these absolutely ignorant statements. It's not like they are not intelligent, my aunt is an Architect and yet she can be so ignorant and callous.

Anyone else experience this? I find it hard to believe I'm the only one dealing with a family that refuses to accept reality. I would love to hear from you and how you deal with them. My method, to cut all ties with them is just as "stupid" as their rejection of reality.