I am expected to trust them.To cooperate.To sit in rooms and answer questions with calm and respect.All while the same system that failed me now questions my ability to parent. But where was that concern when I was a child?Where was their urgency when I needed protection, when I was growing up in fear, in… Continue reading Expected to Trust the Same System That Failed Me
Category: My Story
My Story shares the personal experiences that shaped my voice — from silence and survival to truth and healing. These posts come from lived moments that the system tried to erase, but I refuse to let be forgotten.
The Ghost of the Girl They Left Behind
No matter how much I heal,no matter how far I come,the child I once was will always walk beside me—a ghost of what should have been.A shadow of the childhood social services should have saved,but didn’t. They had chances.I know that now, not from memory, but from the black-and-white records I’ve fought to hold in… Continue reading The Ghost of the Girl They Left Behind
This Is My Story—And I’m Ready for the World to Hear It
There comes a moment when silence no longer serves us—when the weight of what we’ve endured demands to be spoken. I stand at the edge of that moment. My story is one shaped by the hands of a broken and corrupt social services system. A system that was supposed to protect, support, and uplift—but instead… Continue reading This Is My Story—And I’m Ready for the World to Hear It
The System Failed Me First
As a child, I suffered in silence. No one came to save me. No one looked closely enough. No one listened when I needed them to. I carried bruises you couldn’t see and wounds that never had the chance to heal. I did what so many children do—I survived the best I could with what… Continue reading The System Failed Me First
Who I am
I am the wrong side of 40, I can count on both hands only the amount of years the system have not been in my life in some way.Watched, judged, condemned before I can take a breath.I have lived experience, I have knowledge, I have spent hundreds of hours reading, researching learning.Understanding their protocols, noting… Continue reading Who I am
The Girl Speaks – Breaking the Silence
When I came into this world many years ago, I wasn’t born into love.Not into safety, not into warmth.I was born to a woman whose priorities lay elsewhere. By the time I was barely a year old, I was already on the radar of social services, marked down under neglect, poor parenting. A file opened.… Continue reading The Girl Speaks – Breaking the Silence
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