I’ve started really opening up to my mom about my depression now, and I finally got her to say today, “I really think you need some help.”
Like yeah, it’s sort of “gee ya think” but still, we were talking about parents in denial about their kids’ issues and not wanting to admit there’s a problem, and finally getting through that there is definitely something wrong with me was kind of a big thing.
Maybe one day I’ll tell her I’m ace.