Family discussions about MH issues can be difficult. When I told my mom that I was bipolar she said, "I guess if you have to have a label..." She didn't believe if for a long time. She told me I should pull myself up by my bootstraps and deal with life better. Then, my daughter was diagnosed as well. It wasn't until my mom made a new friend who had two bipolar children that it finally became acceptable that my daughter and I were bipolar. Now, things are better. She has helped me find a new doctor and understands when I tell her I am down and out. Sometimes she still tells me to pull up the bootstraps, but in a much more understanding and supportive way. She never sees me at my lowest... Only my husband and unfortunately my children see me then. My husband and children seem to be the only ones that help me feel slightly better at my worst. Good luck with the family. Hopefully something will happen in your mother's life that will help her be more understanding.