Ugh. Dh's mother is very mentally ill. She has been hospitalized repeatedly since he was in middle school. No cocktail of medications has helped her. She has threated suicide countless times and basically made dh's life miserable.
So . . . dh is totally over anyone in his life having a mental illness. Well, about a year ago I started to suffer a lot of anxiety that I knew was irrational and I felt out of control. I knew I needed help so I went to my doctor and got zoloft. It did help. Knowing dh's feeling about this, I didn't tell him. Tonight, he came into my office with my pills and started asking me why I was taking anti-depressants. He wasn't mad, but I just know he's judging me. He thinks it is weak to not just work through things. Freaking great.