I went to a new doctor recently who was African American and she commended me for working on my mental health (as an African American). You are so right about MI being taboo. My mother just wants me to stop taking my meds and search inside myself for happiness. That's a joke. I don't even try to explain the anxiety, inattention, anger, and other symptoms that go along with how I operate. Part of why I struggle with the whole psychiatry aspect of managing my illness is because of my previous perceptions of what it meant when a person had to see a psychiatrist. My mom never knows what to say. She either says all of the wrong things or she looks at me as if I'm broken. I've told her in the past that I may have inherited this from her. Just because she didn't get diagnosed, doesn't mean it didn't exist.