PGP / SPD My story:

Well after a week of appealing Meta and sending ID and doing videos for identity purposes - I finally got my Facebooks back. All but my acting page - so I changed one of my Facebooks to an acting profile - so that's sorted. I lost everyone I was following so I've started to follow important pages and people again and I created a new disability positive group! https://www.facebook.com/groups/719864097441067/?ref=share This is a new disability rights advocacy group where disabled individuals can meet and support one another on their journeys to accessibility and eradicating ableism. If you'd like to join our community of advocates, activists and disabled individuals please click the link to the group below! We'd love to have you! Sarah Wingfield  Independent Disability Advocate  #disabilityinclusion #strongertogether #disability #disabilityawareness #disabilitysupport #disabilityrights

John Hewitt is the CEO and I tagged him in this on LinkedIN. I speak with reporters today. 💪🏻❤️ I sent this to Durham County Council but they're ignoring me and sending me to their messenger from DurhamEnable instead which is becoming a conflict of interest because I don't feel like I can use Employment Support Services for myself as a disabled individual when they're using them to silence me as an advocate. This is ignorance not support. I requested the following: Dear Durham County Council, I am writing in response to the cancellation of my DurhamEnable podcast episode and your reference to a breach of social media policy. I have not received any prior copy or communication outlining this policy, nor was I made aware that certain content—particularly involving perceptions rather than factual evidence—would be grounds for disciplinary action or cancellation. Therefore, I am formally requesting: 1. A complete and up-to-date copy of your social media policy. 2. A clear exp...

  https://powerpopradio.player.radiostudio.app/ I am so happy to announce that Simon Lloyd played one of my tracks on Powerpop Radio this morning! Never have I ever. ❤️ I am known as the music artist K•Doll and my music is available on all streaming platforms - I am so grateful for all the support I've received in my music journey! Sarah Wingfield / K•Doll ❤️

Rest in Peace my 6.1k hard earned Facebook profile and pages... I will rebuild from scratch because I'm rebuilding from experience. http://www.facebook.com/SarahWingfield013 I hope I get access to my profiles back but if not, this is my socials for the moment and I send everyone lots of love and life is full of chaos and setbacks - how we handle these is all that counts! 💪🏻❤️ Together we are stronger! Sarah xoxo 

 AI significantly improves accessibility by removing barriers for disabled individuals across many aspects of daily life. Here's how: 🔊 1. Speech Recognition & Voice Assistants Who it helps: People with mobility impairments, visual impairments, or limited use of hands. How it works: AI-powered tools like Siri, Google Assistant, and Alexa let users control devices, send messages, and search the web using their voice. 👁️ 2. Computer Vision & Image Descriptions Who it helps: Blind or visually impaired people. How it works: AI can describe images aloud, read text in images (OCR), and even recognize objects or people. Example: Microsoft’s Seeing AI app. 👂 3. Automated Captions & Transcription Who it helps: Deaf and hard-of-hearing individuals. How it works: Real-time captioning in Zoom, YouTube, or Google Meet uses AI to convert speech to text. AI transcription apps (like Otter.ai) provide readable records of conversations. 🧠 4. Text Prediction & Readability Tools Wh...

I have some exciting news!  My art piece Feminist Angel '24 was accepted into publication by a disability positive neurodivergent organisation! I'll share the piece when it is published! Here's the art piece itself to enjoy meanwhile: Sarah Wingfield  Independent Disability Advocate  Artist/Blogger/Author/Actress+ #disabilitysupport #disabilityinclusion #publication #art

I got a ticket for the not dead yet event but incase I can't make it here's my contribution: I can share it on socials too. ----- Not Dead Yet by Sarah Wingfield Author, Independent Disability Advocate. Not dead yet — But I’ve wanted to die. Wished for comas. Whispered quiet goodbyes. I'm disabled, you see. In agony. Constantly. Pain — chronically. But my disability You can’t see. It's invisible to the naked eye, Hidden deep within me. Don’t mistake me. Don’t forsake me. Don’t throw me away. Don’t silence me. I'm an advocate. A warrior. A mother. A conjurer — Who actions positive change. Don’t abandon me. Don’t quit on me — Especially on the days I seem estranged. Not dead yet — Just trying to survive. Trying to change the world. Trying to thrive. Not dead yet — But told I should have been. A burden on society — The internal screams. I was hidden away. Bedridden decay. Abandoned by the system. But I fought my way Out of there. Not dead yet — But could’ve been convin...

She’s Been Sad for Too Long — Now She Fights ~There is still plenty to be done and plenty to appreciate, when you're naturally a powerful voice~ ❤️ She’s been sad for too long. Pushed to the sidelines. Talked over. Misunderstood. Silenced. Not because she was wrong. But because she was right in a world that would rather bury the truth than be accountable to it. She is disabled. She is autistic. She is tired. But not done. The systems failed her. The support services promised help, but quietly withdrew when it became politically inconvenient. The same people who said they stood for equality, backed off the minute her story became too “controversial” for comfort. She was ostracised, cast out of her own community, ridiculed by strangers who had never lived a day in her body. And worst of all, punished for being visible. They treated her like a threat when all she wanted was understanding. They treated her like a problem to solve, rather than a person to support. But she’s not here to ...

When You’re Disabled, You Feel… Worthless Being disabled in this society often means being made to feel worthless. Useless. Like your existence is a burden. It’s not a feeling that appears out of nowhere — it’s internalised ableism, built from years of being treated as “less than.” You’re taught that your disability is a personal failure rather than a systemic issue. I live with this every day. I have skills. I contribute constantly through unpaid advocacy and awareness work. But I still feel like a burden, because society doesn’t value that work unless it’s paid. And when you're disabled, finding paid work is made needlessly harder — not because we’re not capable, but because we’re judged differently. I recently recorded a podcast with an employment support organisation, using my lived experience to help others. It was meaningful. But because they’re funded by Durham County Council, the episode was removed after a complaint — not about anything I said, but about how I manage my ow...

  It’s been six days since I contacted Durham County Council about their decision to remove my disability awareness podcast — created in collaboration with an employment support organisation they fund. I’m still hoping for resolution, because I believe this action was unjust. The podcast was removed after individuals with malicious intent stole content from my platform and used it — illegally and manipulatively — to silence me. These same individuals continue to bully and harass me, and the Council’s response feels like a betrayal of the very inclusion they claim to support. Silencing disabled voices — especially those already targeted — is never acceptable. We deserve to be heard. We deserve to be safe. Sarah Wingfield 🌹 Independent Disability Advocate  (Independent already legally means not affiliated with anyone.) #DurhamCountyCouncil #DisabilityAwareness #DisabilityInclusion #Ableism #JusticeForDisabledVoices

 #chronicpain  "Sometimes you have no choice but to hit pause and rest - until your body lets you do things again. 💔" -Kawaii Doll Decora ❤️ Rest Is Not a Failure: Listening to My Body with Chronic Pain There’s this unspoken pressure in the world to keep going. To hustle. To push through. To override discomfort in the name of productivity, success, or even just appearing “normal.” But when you live with chronic pain, your body becomes your compass — and sometimes, your limit. I didn’t choose to have pain. I didn’t ask for it. But I’ve learned, slowly and sometimes unwillingly, to listen to it. Because ignoring it doesn’t make it go away — it just makes it worse. It steals more days from me, more moments, more joy. Rest isn’t laziness. Rest is survival. It’s sacred. It’s what my body needs — not what society says I should do. There are days I can’t move much. Days when brushing my hair feels like climbing a mountain. And then, there are days when I can do more, when the pain ...

  Survival Isn't Always Loud: People who don’t know your struggles will always have an opinion. They’ll offer commentary on your life with confidence — despite knowing nothing about the hell you’ve endured to keep going. Let them talk. You don’t owe them an explanation. Keep going — not to prove them wrong. You already do that by existing, by breathing, by standing back up every time life knocks you down. Keep going to prove to yourself that even in the darkest moments, you're still capable of building something better. This week, I started antidepressants. Not because I’m weak. But because I’ve had enough. Enough abuse. Enough judgement. Enough people twisting the truth and calling it justice. I’m trying to build a good life, despite it all — despite a world that seems to reward cruelty and punish survival. I don’t stay at home much anymore. Not because I don’t want to. Because I can’t. My street hasn’t been safe for a long time. The people around me — strangers, neighbours, e...

  I had to block an abusive man who misunderstood my autistic meltdowns—during times when I was actually being abused—as aggression. He believes I deserve abuse. That says more about him than it ever will about me. I honestly feel sorry for anyone who thinks abuse is ever justified—especially towards a disabled, autistic woman. Brave of him, hiding behind fake profiles. No one deserves abuse. Ever. Period. This man has made false public claims, twisted what he thinks he saw to match how he feels about me—rather than acknowledging the truth of who I am or what actually happened. That is not only irresponsible, it’s harmful. By doing this, he is actively supporting abusers. It’s not my fault he was gullible enough to buy into lies and projections. If you’re mutuals with this person, please consider unfriending them—or me. I have the right to protect myself from those who twist reality to justify bullying and abuse. If you're okay with that kind of behaviour, we are not aligned. Bully...

Where others tolerate dysfunction, we look for solutions: I've just been made an example of by policies meant to protect instead of harm. Hate campaigns against me have influenced decisions to silence me as a disability advocate and an independent one at that (not affiliated with any organisation) which means that their social media policies don't even legally reach me to be used against me to silence me. What's been sabotaged? A podcast about employment and disability. We speak up and out about our experiences because our experiences matter - but when policies and protocols are misused to silence the important work people like myself do to use our voice to help other disabled individuals and are misused without genuine appeal processes or policies being specified or shared - it does more harm than good and tells us that some disabled voices matter more than most, which is unacceptable. And to think this behaviour has been endorsed by a county council to further ostracise a...

Someone asked me how you can go on when you're fighting a never ending battle: I can try and answer it - I take each day as it comes. Break down my struggles and tackle them to the best of my ability myself. You keep going - especially when you want to quit - more so then than ever, rest and hit pause and then back at it. I sorted out my pain management - hospitals never helped so I did it myself. Found something that works for me from a private clinic. This opened doors for me - helped me study and achieve more. You don't stop and you pick yourself back up whenever you're at rock bottom.  Everyone who's abused me - would love for me to quit, from the social workers that told me to unalive myself because disabled people should not be allowed to be parents when my son had cancer to those who are misusing policies to silence me as a disability advocate. The obstacles are always there - but how we respond to them is what truly matters - some battles we win and we break thr...

  All disabled voices matter. – KawaiiDollDecora Not everyone welcomes my advocacy — not just for others, but for myself as a disabled person. I've become the target of hate crimes, and sadly, some individuals are manipulating policies to pressure organisations and companies into silencing me. It's vital that people from all backgrounds, especially those of us living with disabilities, are allowed to speak openly about our lived experiences. When one disabled voice is silenced through malice or misuse of power, it sends a dangerous message: that some disabled voices matter less than others. I will not sit back and let that happen. I will continue to work with individuals and organisations that refuse to allow their policies to be weaponised — those who protect, not persecute, disabled voices. I cannot control others’ behaviour, but I can rise above their hatred and move forward with those who see the truth, who stand beside me, and who won't allow bullies to dictate whose v...

The Power of Progress: When Advocacy Threatens the Comfortable By Sarah Wingfield My light, bravery, and power intimidate some people. That’s not ego — it’s reality. For some, my strength is something to challenge, dilute, or extinguish altogether. But let’s be clear: when someone’s contribution to progress makes others uncomfortable, that discomfort often says more about the status quo than the person pushing for change. It’s always fascinating to me how those who supposedly care about “justice,” “diversity,” or “equality” crumble when that very justice demands their accountability or reflection. Instead of self-inquiry, they mobilise — weaponising policies, processes, and sometimes even the law itself — to target and isolate the one demanding progress. If I had no power, there would be no effort to sabotage me. No whisper campaigns. No false reports. No twisting of narratives or deliberate misuse of mechanisms designed to protect — like safeguarding procedures, anti-harassment polici...

Due to a recent breach in the malicious communications act to Durham County Council which has lead to a specific community and disability advocating opportunity being allowed to be sabotaged - all content was protected prior to this declaration due to my tagged alias appearing on all content: I have now added a legal disclaimer to my pages: Public Legal Notice (UK Jurisdiction) As I remain the subject of ongoing ostracism and hate-related behaviour in my hometown, I am issuing this public legal notice to assert my rights under UK law. All content shared, posted, or created by me on this platform is produced in a personal capacity and reflects my own views only. It does not represent the views or positions of any company, employer, organisation, or affiliate with which I may be associated. Any unauthorised reproduction, distribution, screenshotting, or use of my content—whether in whole or in part—for the purpose of harassment, defamation, misrepresentation, or to cause reputational or ...

I have so many amazing opportunities coming up that I don't even need to worry about spaces that don't make space for me. When you're authentic and have your own morals - you're a star in yourself - and no one - no matter who makes YOU their hobby - can sabotage that! I can't wait to share everything once it's all done! Only once they're done - so people can't invade my lane and use organisations as part of their bullying. Thank you for the life lessons! I'm doing things differently! 🙌🏻 Bullies can't break me. 😊 Sarah ❤️ ✨ xoxo #keepinggoing #grateful #blessed 

Well… today I had a day! One of those heavy, complicated, mind-numbing days where everything feels like a bit too much. But guess what? I made it through. I’m still standing, still breathing, still here — in one piece. And I’m so deeply grateful for those in my life who truly see me. Who accept me exactly as I am and support me through it all. Today, I hit a milestone — 6,000 followers on Facebook. In the grand scheme of things, numbers might seem small, but to me, that’s 6,000 people who’ve connected with something I’ve shared, something I’ve felt, something I’ve lived through. That means more than I can say, especially given the weight of what I’ve been facing lately. Despite all the recent challenges, I’m still incredibly thankful. Thankful for what I do have. Thankful for the positive change I’ve been able to create — even in the midst of chaos. Some days it feels impossible, but then I look around and realise… I have people in my corner now. People I never imagined I’d have in my ...

  I recently made an error of judgement and forgot a conversation we had had at a later date. I have now fully rectified this - I always acknowledge that I am fallible and when given the opportunity to rectify my mistakes I will always make a full commitment to fixing things. Accountability isn't just a word to me - it's a way of life. I have my own morals and I will always do my best to uphold them and it's never about the issue itself but how it's resolved that truly counts at the end of the day. A truly heartfelt apology has been made directly to Driveautomatic and I wish them all the best in their endeavours. My sincerest love, Sarah ❤️

 Hit crisis again... Crisis line has had me make a gp appointment for meds again so I've done that and hopefully that'll help but I'm phoning the Goodall centre as I've been referred for secondary care for all my trauma there - and everything else that's going on right now is too much - and they're just not answering. Twice the calls ended. I feel like a burden and like no matter what I do I'm made to feel like I don't matter. I'm also very scared with everything that's happening with regards to disabled people and our rights and I know I'm not alone with this and I am also scared because of all the targeting and abuse I've had to deal with recently. I just know things could be so much better - but people don't seem to want to be better - they seem keen on harm and it's heartbreaking. I literally don't feel like I fit into this world and it constantly won't make space for me. I wish I wasn't struggling - but I am so I...

  I Advocate Because I Believe We Deserve Better: I had a dream recently. A bad one. The kind that leaves a shadow on your chest when you wake up. In it, something happened to me—something violent, something targeted. And when I opened my eyes, heart pounding, I knew exactly why it had found me in my sleep. Because I advocate. Because I speak up. Because I care. And because, somehow, that makes me a threat. In real life, I’ve been targeted for standing up—targeted for my disability, for using prescription cannabis legally, for being open and vocal about injustice. I’ve been censored, discredited, and quietly pushed out of spaces that once welcomed me. Not because I did harm. But because I dared to ask that we do better—that we create systems that include rather than erase, uplift rather than punish, protect rather than exclude. I don’t advocate because it’s easy. I advocate because I believe our systems could be better. I advocate because too many people slip through the cracks. Be...

A County Durham in Crisis : A Concerning Shift Away from Equality, Inclusion, and Disability Rights in County Durham By Sarah Wingfield When a county council begins collaborating with the Reform party and quietly renames roles to strip away references to “climate change,” “equality,” and “inclusion,” it sends a clear message: they no longer wish to advocate for the rights of disabled people or champion diversity. They no longer wish to hear from us—let alone include us. Durham County Council has breached the Equality Act by discriminating against me—a disabled person—due to my legal use of prescription cannabis. This discrimination occurred behind the scenes, using my prescription cannabis use—shared on social media—as a means to discredit and silence my voice as a disability rights activist and independent advocate. I have a meeting with an organisation tomorrow to address the concerning reality that our council may be actively breaking UK law. The dismantling of equality and inclusio...

  Image: white text on a black background that reads: "I'm so tired of people not having the same respect or morals as me - it's exhausting expecting people to show up for you" I'm Tired of Fighting I’m so exhausted. Genuinely, deeply, soul-worn tired. Not because I’ve been lazy. Not because I’ve avoided life. But because I’ve had to fight through too many things lately that I never asked for. Battles I didn’t choose. People I tried to trust letting me down without so much as a sentence to explain why. I try my best. That’s the truth of it. I set small goals, manageable ones, things I can hold onto when the world feels too big and the weight too heavy. I try to be consistent. I try to be kind. I try to wait patiently for people to show up for me — and they don’t. And what cuts deepest isn’t just the absence, it’s the silence. The lack of basic respect. The lack of care. I'm tired of being treated like I don’t matter. I'm tired of feeling like I have to pro...

  ( Image of text on a white background reads: When a doctor is like, "Does this hurt" & l'm like, "Oh, I'm supposed to overtly show the pain reaction I've hidden from the world for decades now, I forgot to practice this ahead of time"I have a wildly painful rare disease. Twice before my diagnosis, doctors mashed on my painful tumors (despite my warnings and objections) until I lost consciousness to “prove” I was lying about the pain. ) TW: assault in hospital: A gynaecologist in a local hospital kept physically vaginally examining me everytime I had an appointment - I hadn't been pregnant before so didn't know this wasn't the norm - to try and prove I didn't have symphysis pubis dysfunction. He would physically hurt me and tell me it is important for the baby every time and one of the last times at 38 weeks pregnant he left my underwear at my ankles after causing me excruciating pain with his 'examination' to which he'd a...