It breaks my heart to see the shame that people with a mental illness seem to always carry. It's always there is some shape or form, like a dark cloud hovering over one's head. We are all children of God, made in his image; that must make each one of us special. Loved ones seem to carry the same shame. People with mental illness were created with the genes to have it, just as gender and race are determined by our genes; just as those born with the gene for diabetes or a weak heart, there is no fault here.