personal experience here.

i was home from NM, caring for my mom and my sister prowled through my things and found my Prozac.....the next time i was there, here is what she said to me...."i checked with my optometrist and he said Prozac is a horrible drug and for you to quit taking it right away"......i didn't know whether to laugh, cry or slap her.......
i explained the training that an optometrist has and left it at that.

years fast forward....we're talking and i say that i have a new med. she gets her "henny penny voice, the sky is falling" and says "yes, depression is a disease and best treated with good meds".....

meaning? her only daughter is on ADs. she didn't tell me, but i know that's it.

before she pooh-poohed every mention that "my" family made of mental illness and the problems of it......now the shoe is on the other foot. that was tacky, but i don't care. i'm crazy and i can say anything about her that i want.