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Why This Blog Exists

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This blog wasn’t created because I wanted to write.

It exists because I didn’t know where else to put the truth.

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What you’ll find here are real journal entries — sometimes messy, sometimes painful, sometimes fierce.  But always honest.

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What This Is About

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This blog centres around a safeguarding failure involving my young daughter.  It happened in a setting where she should have been safe — surrounded by professionals trained to protect children.

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It started with a disclosure.  A moment of honesty from a little girl who should’ve been protected the second those words left her mouth.  But instead of acting on it, those in charge didn’t report it, downplayed it, defended each other, and failed to put her safety first.  And when we pushed for answers — calmly, respectfully, through the right channels — we weren’t just ignored.  We were treated like a problem.

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We were made to feel like we were overreacting.  We were told there was no evidence.  We were pressured to move on.  But how can you move on when your child wasn’t protected?

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We’ve spent two years trying to build her back up after everything — on our own.

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And living in a tiny community made it all so much harder.

When the people failing you are the same ones you’ve known all your life, see in the park, in the village shop, or at community events — there’s nowhere to turn.  Nowhere top breathe.

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Speaking up feels like breaking some unspoken rule.  And staying silent feels like betrayal.  Either way, you’re left isolated.

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We weren’t just dealing with the original concern anymore.  We were now battling the aftermath of silence, minimisation, and professional failure — completely alone.  A system that seemed more invested in protecting reputations and personal loyalties within a small community, rather than protecting a child.

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We tried to raise concerns.

We followed the right steps.

We trusted the process.

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And the process failed us…repeatedly!

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This blog documents what it felt like to live through that — as a parent, as someone with autism, as a mother trying to hold everything together without any real support.

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Why I’m Sharing It

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Because I know I’m not the only one.

Because I don’t want other parents to feel as alone as I did.

Because someone has to speak up when systems stay silent.

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If something you read here feels familiar — I’m sorry you know that pain.  But I’m glad you’ve found your way here.​​​​

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Where To Start

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They’re not in chronological order.  I didn’t sit down to write a book with chapters.  I wrote when I couldn’t carry it all anymore.  When I needed somewhere to put the truth, because the people who were meant to listen…didn’t.

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You’re welcome to read in any order, but if you’d like a few posts that give a clearer picture, here are some good ones to start with:

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• [When The Truth Has Nowhere To Land]

• [Refusing To Be Silenced — Part Two]

• [Lost Time]

• [How Journaling Helped Me See More Clearly]

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More posts will follow as I continue to document, reflect, and speak up.

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Thank you for being here.

Even silently.  Even briefly.

It means something.