My family treats my mental illness like a...

My family treats my mental illness like a character flaw. Like I'm choosing to be depressed. "Just be happy." "Think positive." "You have so much to be grateful for." Thanks, I'm cured. They don't understand medication. Don't understand therapy. Don't understand clinical depression. They think I'm weak. Dramatic. Attention-seeking. And I'm tired of defending my brain chemistry. I need support, not judgment. Since they can't provide that, I'm stepping back.