I have told my mother, but she won't acknowledge it; however, she regularly tells me about one of my brothers who takes medication for depression. I don't know why she accepts his MI and not mine, except that he is her boy and anything he does is notable and in need of support/cheerleading. And maybe also because she sees so much of herself in me.

Honestly, though, I don't care. When I need a break, like from family things, I just say no and keep saying it. I weather the guilt tripping and the fallout because it's still better than the stress of being around them.

Please though, do not take my experience as anything that you might run into.