I decide to see a doctor.
My experience:
I don’t have a family doctor, so I try to get an appointment at a walk-in clinic. Nothing is available in the next week, unless I can travel 50 kilometres away. But that’s impossible—I don’t have anyone to watch the kids. I think about going to the ER, but then I ask myself if I’m not making a big deal out of nothing. Maybe I’m just exhausted. Weeks go by. I get a call from the youth protection case worker: I missed another meeting with her. She accuses me of lacking commitment to my children and questions my willingness to collaborate. My ex, of course, is always at every one of his meetings.
This project was funded by the Government of Quebec/Secrétariat à la condition féminine.