I was born with multiple disabilities, including a hearing impairment, and I came to Canada as an international student. Growing up, I had a difficult and stressful childhood, as well as a challenging school experience in my home country. This meant I missed out on many opportunities for a happy childhood, a social life, and the chance to build connections and friendships.
When I arrived at York University in Canada, I struggled to understand social norms and adjust to my new environment. This left me feeling confused, isolated, and without friends, which led to depression. My accessibility counselor and some residence assistants eventually referred me to the York University Mental Health and Wellness Center. After three walk-in attempts, I finally got a session with a therapist, who happened to be an intern. We discussed my challenges, but at the end of the session, she told me, “You don’t have any issues. You don’t need friends. You can be happy alone. You’re not depressed.” She even called in her supervisor, who echoed the same sentiments.
Despite their reassurances, I continued to feel worse after returning to my residence. Over the following weeks, my suicidal thoughts intensified. I attempted to seek help again, but I was turned away, with staff insisting I wasn’t suicidal or sad. The next year, my mental health worsened, and I seriously considered taking my own life. A residence assistant saw me in my room and urged me to return to the Wellness Center. However, when I went back, the receptionist refused to help, once again telling me I wasn’t suicidal or in need of support. That was the end of it.
– York University Alum (2018 – 2024)