The worst discrimination I've experienced by far is from my extended family. My sisters have always acted like they roll their eyes behind my back. My mother could be condescending by telling me that something or other might, well, make me..."sick."
A few days ago I posted on Facebook that I had had a screw removed from my tire. My brother-in-law of 50 years came back with, "A screw in your tire? I thought the nut was behind the wheel!"
Because I had a bout of major depression then intense mixed state last autumn and had to be 5150'd my son-in-law strongly pressured, and has convinced my precious daughter, with whom I was extremely close, to stop communicating with me.
Attitude and remarks.
The most pathetic irony of all? Every one of the people who discriminate against me because of my mental illness are very much in need of mental health treatment. Every one of them. But to those people, because I get treatment it means I am messed up. Very weird - and in incredibly ignorant denial about themselves.