My mom treats my depression like its some kind of terrible burden she has to bear. Meanwhile, she treats my sisters anxiety like a doting mother should. Also, my sister complains a lot
I’ve got depression too - sometimes really badly. Luckily we’re living in a time where perceptions are changing, although having this condition has screwed up my career because people think I’m mentally ill and therefore am a bit nuts. My mum is similar to yours, in as much as she thinks it’s just a case of “getting over it” and “pulling myself together”. I don’t blame her. Her era was different to this one, and anyone perceived to have mental issues was effectively removed from society and hidden away. It was seen as something to be ashamed of.
Mom mother thinks a girl broke my heart. So she keeps telling me to get over (her) when there is no (her). I want tell her "it's depression mom" but I just can't say it.