Many of them came from families just like mine, where for years there was a refusal to talk about mental health or to acknowledge a loved one lost. Generations have kept on running, afraid to turn and look back. But you cannot outrun pain. It will creep down the branches of your family tree until it finds someone who is tiring of the sprint. It will take hold of that person who is willing to acknowledge that it is there, and demand that they find their way back through the forest.
