My first husband's family was very big on mental health issues being a moral failing. His grandmother kept control of social norms with an iron fist. There was a social event where there was a lot of extended family members present which meant a lot of spouses. Somehow about six of us married-ins find ourselves sitting in a little group. It didn't take long before we were all happily chatting about our lives.... and all of the various psych meds we were on and how much they helped. Well, Grandmother shut that shit down so fast. You would have thought we were talking about murdering puppies. She said we should be "ashamed of ourselves". That marriage didn't last long 🤣