Does anyone else here have an intense discomfort around diagnosis, medication, psych help in general? I've dealt with a lot of denial/gaslighting from family around suffering and psychological reality. It seems most in my family have a kind of superficial interest in psychology but they use what little they know to try and deny others' experiences. I was told in my early twenties not to seek help because therapists only want to get you to hate your parents. I'm much older and wiser now but I still have remnants of guilt which hold me back because even seeking some kind of understanding means acknowledging things that I'm not supposed to know. "Getting help" ends up meaning betraying some sort of unspoken ideological agreement. (Not to mention the emotional betrayal of talking about things that I'm not supposed to acknowledge really happened.)
How have people gotten over this hurdle to be able to talk and think freely about mental health?