In Toronto, there are 3 hospitals where survivors are directed to go in order to have a kit done:
1️⃣Women’s College Hospital [or one of their partner locations in which a Sexual Assault Nurse Examiner (SANE) travels between via taxi or ride share]…
For those survivors of sexual violence in the northwest quadrant of Toronto—same as survivors in cities & towns across Canada without access to SAEKs in their local hospitals—this lack of access to SAEKs in their communities is a barrier to an essential medical process.
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The rape kit backlog in the US has received national attention thanks to advocacy initiatives such as @ENDTHEBACKLOG [endthebacklog.org] yet many Canadians don’t realize SAEKs are not adequately accessible to survivors in our own country to begin with
Let’s end that now
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My advocacy & fight for SAEK accessibility begins with hospitals in the northwest quadrant of the city of Toronto—specifically with Humber River Regional Hospital—in partnership with @engage416, but will eventually expand to the province of Ontario & the country as a whole.
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We can get SAEKs, SANEs & support staff into every hospital in Canada but first we need to change the conversation. We need to stop treating sexual violence as “low priority.”
I know this will be a long, arduous battle but it’s one I’ll continue to fight & advocate for until #SAEKs are equitably accessible to ALL survivors of sexual violence.
In 2017, a teen approached a coworker & myself saying, “I don't want any help, I just wanted you to know that I am terminating my life. I want to thank you for always being welcoming & accepting of me, because most aren’t...” (a thread) #WorldSuicidePreventionDay@torontolibrary
My coworker & I still tried to provide him with some referrals to crisis lines, but he wouldn’t accept them. He just felt that we needed to know the positive impact we had on him, just by being ourselves, every time he walked into the branch, because he has always felt invisible
In that moment, we didn’t really know what to do next. Here was a young man whom we had engaged with on a daily basis: who we joked and bantered with, who we had made feel safe in our little branch, by just being ourselves, when he didn’t feel so anywhere else.