I’ll say up front that this case hits close to home, so I’m not claiming perfect objectivity. After our second child, my ex-wife went through a long period of depression. I hired a nanny and cleaners, asked her parents and friends to help, did night feeds, got the kids dressed and washed, made lunches, took them to school, and kept working. When she had a heart attack I was already running on empty, trying to manage work and sick children at the same time. If I slipped even slightly under that strain, it was treated as unforgivable. I tried to get her into proper psychotherapy. She saw a psychiatrist a couple of times and stopped. There was never any real accountability for how she treated the people around her. After three and a half years we split. I still don’t know whether something was medically wrong, or whether she simply could not handle motherhood. What I do know is that I would have given a great deal for even a fraction of the support Lindsay Clancy received.
