Apparently I hate my children.
According to Mark Latham: if you’re a left leaning feminist you probably don’t like your kids.
If you live in the inner city, you REALLY hate the little bastards.
Much has been written about Mark Latham’s column last week, I feel a tad queasy drawing any more attention to it however after I read it I felt a sense of responsibility to my fellow “pill popping” sisters to quietly stick my hand up and say “PAY NO MIND TO WHAT THE BAD MAN SAID.”
Quick summary: Mark Latham (Former leader of the labor party and now stay-at-home Dad/columnist) wrote a *delightful article entitled: “Why left feminists don’t like kids.” The general vibe of the piece was to attack another columnist for publicly admitting she uses anti depressants to help cope with life. A life that includes two small children, working and studying medicine full time. It also included his feelings on inner-city Mothers focussing too much on themselves and how any Mother taking antidepressants was choosing an “easy way out”. Oh he also threw in that Mums who takes anti-depressants should probably have never had kids.
Engage: internet shit storm.
Mark Latham went to pains to point out that he is now a stay-at-home Dad who cooks gourmet meals, tends to his native garden and has apparently grown a womb and ovaries in his spare time. I can’t confirm the last part however I can only assume that is what has happened; how else could he possibly feel qualified to comment on the lives of working Mothers every where?
You guys, just so we are crystal clear: His entire argument is a clusterfuck of arsehattery. You are not to take any of it on board, I mean it.
This person has absolutely no right to be judging any Mother anywhere, let us not gloss over the fact that he also managed to condense clinical depression down to some sort of self indulgent form of mental narcism and written off decades of medical research as well. He also completely shat on the efforts organisations like Beyond Blue and The Black Dog institute are making to destigmatise mental illness.
I don’t give a red hot fuck what Mark Latham thinks of me, I’m not a vulnerable Mother of two considering her options at 2am as she hysterically cries into a towel wondering why she can’t find any joy in life – but I once was. Admitting I was unwell and summoning the courage up to get help took me months; it makes me twist with rage that perhaps just one woman may have stumbled upon his ill informed, ignorant words and felt less than. Felt like a failure, felt as though she was doing her kids a disservice by seeking help.
A fire burns deep in my belly as I write this. I just can’t believe someone was this irresponsible with their considerable media platform on a subject so important and prevalent in our society. Depression is not a weakness, it is an ILLNESS. Seeking help is to be encouraged and not written off as a cop out.
Mia Freedman, Annabel Crabb, Jessica Rowe and countless others have spoken out against his words and I wish to add my loud voice along side of them.
I could write for days on this but I won’t, I just wanted to reassure any of you that put any weight in my words and opinions that what he wrote was wrong.
*Flat out bull shit.
Dangerous, hateful bile.
If you are a Mother who has, is thinking about or is taking anti-depressants you are a warrior not a failure.
I see you.
I’ve got you.
Or you can call life line: 13 11 14