I wasn't able to experience that since my mom passed away when I was 9. My dad was always gone for work. I lives with some abusive people. Then finally my dad realized they were bad people and I lived with my brother and his wife. My dad passed away when I was 17. I'm 19 right now.
It bothers me how people talk about their family. I hated my orientation for college because everyone had their parents.

My family is supportive about my disorder either. They don't know that I'm back on medicine. I learned that I cannot discuss my issues with them because they are too critical.
They only yell or criticized me about my disorders. They don't understand how difficult it is to live with this disorder. I'm having such a hard time. When I think about suicide they et mad and say that I would go to hell. It makes no sense if I do because it's an illness. Like people have diabetes and take insulin. They don't understand that it's the same with a mental illness. People are not educated about mental illnesses.

Sorry I went into a little rant.