My family shares a secret with many other Americans: beginning in 1890, multiple family members committed suicide. In 1987, nearly a hundred years after the first of these events, my father ended his own life on a bridge outside of Albany. Decades after my father’s suicide, we discovered our family’s multi-generational history of suicide. As a historian of medicine, I set out to explore the connections between my family’s experiences of suicide and the ways in which Americans have traditionally viewed suicide and depression.