Extortion, By any other name

Extortion, By Another Name
Systems are insidious. They keep us trapped even when we know better. How do we escape one? I don’t know. I’m part of this one. It surrounds me; I can’t elude it, and I’m forced to be complicit.
The family justice system is one of those systems. It works the same way extortion works, and my own divorce is where I first recognized it.
The family justice system forced me to choose between two evils: agree to shared parenting, or have it forced on me through the courts anyway. If I hadn’t agreed, my former spouse could have gone to court and gotten the same result. Shared parenting is the system’s default answer to nearly every parenting dispute, and I’d have paid hundreds of thousands of dollars and deepened conflict in my family to get the exact outcome I could have agreed to. So I capitulated, all the while knowing what my family actually needed was mental health and emotional support, not a court order.
I met with a group of moms this past weekend, all currently navigating their own separations. One woman was new to it, still believing she’d be awarded primary custody. Her soon-to-be ex had never really parented their young children; he travels extensively for work. The other moms, further down this road, laughed wistfully. “Oh, he’ll get fifty-fifty. The only thing that stops fifty-fifty is if your co-parent’s in jail.”
A lawyer in the room and I both told her the best thing she could do for her kids was to stay out of court. And the only way to do that was to agree to fifty-fifty parenting anyway. That’s the extortion, right there, stated plainly by the people meant to be helping her.
Extortion has kept me complicit. It’s kept me quiet.
Every decision I’ve made about my own children has been the lesser of two evils, and that’s the only kind of decision this system leaves room for.
It carries into my work too. I help clients divide their finances, or they go to court; those are the only two options the system gives them. Dividing the money doesn’t resolve what’s actually wrong. Their financial and emotional pain continues long after the paperwork is signed, because the real problem was never really about the money. It doesn’t go away until the underlying conflict does, and financial work alone was never built to touch that.
I’ve kept doing this work anyway, because I think about my clients’ children. If I stood my ground and said, no, you need mental health support before financial planning, they’d go to court instead, and their kids would be worse off for it. That’s the system finding one more way to extort compliance, this time from me. And underneath that, I have my own kids to support financially, which is its own quieter form of the same pressure.
But there’s a point where staying quiet starts costing more than it saves. It wears a person down from the inside.
So I’m done staying quiet.
The current family justice system in BC perpetuates trauma at every level, in children, in parents, in the professionals working inside it. It has to change.
A push is underway to transform the system. It’s not enough. The people doing that work are doing it in their spare time, and there is no spare time, not when you’re also trying to run a practice, raise kids, or hold your own life together. The collective applies for grants and receives laughably small amounts, twenty thousand dollars here and there, which is roughly the cost of a single day in court for one family.
I’m calling on the BC government to properly fund the family justice system: real money directed at keeping families out of the courts and into the mental health and parenting support they actually need. The people already doing this transformation work have the knowledge and the will to fix this. What they don’t have is the funding to do it at the scale the problem demands.
