Even though I have always known that something was a “little off” with my sister, learning that she had a mental illness was devastating. This is something I hear many times from folks in the community about their loved ones. As Black people, we don’t mind saying our family member is “a little off” or “a little crazy,” but when our loved one gets an actual diagnosis, it becomes real. There are many questions we ask ourselves: Will I get sick, too? Can I pass this on to my children? What will my friends think of me? Will the church think that I am not a Christian?