Forced Adoption · My Story

2.Stolen 2007: My Journey Through Forced Adoption

Part 2: A Promise of Safety, A Setup for Failure a story from 2007 "In the UK, non-consensual adoption continues to affect hundreds of families each year — often targeting the vulnerable, the isolated, and the unsupported." I went home from court with my heart in pieces, but my arms full of hope.My second son… Continue reading 2.Stolen 2007: My Journey Through Forced Adoption

Forced Adoption · My Story

1: Stolen: My Journey Through Forced Adoption

A Series by The Girl SpeaksThis is the beginning of a multi-part series sharing my personal journey through forced adoption.It’s a story of loss, survival, and truth — told piece by piece, memory by memory, as it happened. "The UK remains one of the only countries in Europe where children can be forcibly adopted without… Continue reading 1: Stolen: My Journey Through Forced Adoption

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When the Truth Isn’t Enough: A Mother’s Story

Disclaimer: This blog is based on my lived experience. All statements reflect documented events, personal records, professional communications, and my own interpretation of what has taken place. Where possible, I have retained evidence to support my account. This post is not intended to name individuals or violate court orders, but to raise awareness of the… Continue reading When the Truth Isn’t Enough: A Mother’s Story

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A Week in Limbo: When Safety Isn’t Enough

In just a few hours, it will have been a full week since our daughter arrived at our door — shaken, triggered, but safe. Not in crisis. Not hiding. Not unsafe. Just a child who needed comfort and ran to the one place she’s always instinctively known to be home. And since then, she’s still… Continue reading A Week in Limbo: When Safety Isn’t Enough

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The Silent Partner

When I first created The Girl Speaks, it was my voice — my story — my fight.But behind me, there has always been another heart breaking too.My husband.He did not live the life I lived. He didn't grow up with a system of broken promises.He believed, at first, that the authorities were there to help.… Continue reading The Silent Partner

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We Were Asking for Help — Not to Be Blamed

For years, we screamed out for help. We begged for support for our son — a little boy with needs that we couldn’t meet on our own. We talked to professionals, asked questions, knocked on every door. But no one really listened. Instead, we watched his world unravel right in front of us. He was… Continue reading We Were Asking for Help — Not to Be Blamed

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When Love Isn’t Enough (Or So They Say)

In November 2023, our world shifted. One of our children came home—just 24 hours' notice, no preparation, no gentle transition. Just… “she’s coming back.” We didn’t question it. We embraced it. We opened our arms, our home, and our hearts, knowing full well the path ahead wouldn’t be easy. She was 14. So much had… Continue reading When Love Isn’t Enough (Or So They Say)

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They Say It’s My Fault My Mind Is Broken

They say it’s my fault.That my mind is broken because I didn’t seek help.But how do you ask for help when you were taught your voice didn’t matter? As a child, I learned quickly that silence was safer. My pain was invisible to the people who were supposed to protect me. When I cried, they… Continue reading They Say It’s My Fault My Mind Is Broken

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When Family Hurts: Choosing Peace Over Blood

They say the ones you trust most can hurt you the deepest. I used to believe that family — by blood — was sacred. That somehow, no matter what we endured, that connection would always hold. But I’ve learned that sometimes, those bonds break. And sometimes, they were never truly there to begin with. My… Continue reading When Family Hurts: Choosing Peace Over Blood

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Be a Better Parent

Someone on TikTok recently commented,“Be a better parent.”Just three words. Simple. Sharp. Careless. And I wish it were that simple. I won’t sit here and deny my mistakes.I won’t pretend I didn’t fall apart.When my mental health collapsed, I made choices I wish I could undo. I caused pain—real pain—and I carry the weight of… Continue reading Be a Better Parent