PGP / SPD My story:

Family systems shape identity — sometimes through belonging, and sometimes through exclusion. This piece explores what it feels like to grow up not quite fitting into your wider family narrative. For many neurodivergent children — particularly those who are AuDHD like myself — being “quirky” or different can unintentionally place you outside unspoken expectations. When adult misunderstandings go unaddressed, children often inherit those narratives. Over time, those narratives can solidify into distance, labels, or long-held assumptions. The central pink stencil figure in this artwork represents visibility and difference — not as something wrong, but as something highlighted. The drips are intentional. They symbolise how identity can feel exposed when you are the one who stands out. This isn’t about blame. It’s about recognising how early environments shape confidence, voice and belonging. As adults, we have a responsibility to reflect on the narratives we create around children — espec...

 Update on the foot… I’ve had it X-rayed and it’s not broken — which is a relief. But it is soft tissue damage, and honestly that doesn’t make it painless or minor. Soft tissue injuries can be brutal. The swelling, the bruising, the way it throbs when you lower it, the way it reminds you that your body has limits whether you like it or not. People often hear “not broken” and think “oh good, you’re fine then.” But healing is still healing. Pain is still pain. Mobility is still impacted. Especially when you already live in a body that works overtime just to function. So for now it’s rest, elevation, pacing, and listening to my body — even when I’d rather be doing a hundred other things. Disabled bodies don’t get the luxury of pushing through. We adapt. We adjust. We keep going — just differently. Be gentle with yourself if you’re healing from something that “isn’t that bad.” Your pain is still valid. Sarah 🫶🏻 #SoftTissueInjury #ChronicPainWarrior #DisabilityAwareness #HealingInProg...

There’s something I’ve noticed lately. People are supporting me. 🙌🏻 They’re just doing it quietly. Discreetly. In disguise. Private messages instead of public comments. Anonymous reactions. Support behind closed doors instead of standing beside me in the open. And I understand why!! When hate is loud 💥 It doesn’t just target the person speaking — it intimidates everyone watching. It teaches people that visibility equals risk. That if you show support publicly, you might get dragged into the chaos too. So they protect themselves. They support from the sidelines. They whisper encouragement instead of declaring it. They stand with me — just not where it can be seen. And that says more about the environment than it does about them. When hostility becomes performative and judgement becomes a sport, people adapt. They survive it. They move strategically. But here’s the truth: The fact that support has to wear a disguise proves the problem isn’t me. Safe spaces shouldn’t require camouflage...

 🌸 When information is withheld, people suffer. When transparency disappears, power becomes dangerous. Human rights are not optional extras. They are not political trends. They are protections. They are safeguards. They are the difference between safety and harm. Silencing people. Filtering truth. Controlling narratives. Dismissing lived experience. These are not small things. As a disabled advocate, I have learned that access to information is survival. Knowing your rights. Understanding systems. Being able to challenge decisions. Being able to speak without being muted. When information is controlled, the most vulnerable are the first to feel it. Transparency is accountability. Accountability is protection. Protection is dignity. We deserve systems that inform us — not silence us. Sarah Wingfield Independent Disability Advocate #HumanRights #DisabilityRights #Transparency #Accountability #InclusionMatters #StrongerTogether KawaiiDollDecora.uk Alt Text: Square graphic with a glit...

♿  International Wheelchair Day – 1st March. Today is International Wheelchair Day. And I need to say this properly — in my voice. Wheelchairs are not weakness. They are not surrender. They are not attention seeking. They are access. They are survival. They are freedom. I’m an ambulatory wheelchair user. Some days I can stand. Some days I can walk a little. Some days my hips dislocate, my nervous system crashes, my POTS flares and the ground might as well be lava. Energy is not a constant in a disabled body. Pain is not linear. Function is not fixed. And yet the judgement is constant. The looks when you stand up. The whispering when you park in a disabled bay. The muttering when you don’t “look” disabled enough. The hands that grab your chair without asking. Let me be clear — do not move someone’s wheelchair without consent. Ever. It is not a shopping trolley. It is not public property. It is an extension of our body. Ambulatory users get policed relentlessly because people are unc...

  🌷✨ Hello March ✨🌷 As we say hello to March 2026, A new page. A softer light. Tiny signs of spring pushing through cold ground. March reminds us that growth doesn’t have to be loud to be powerful. Sometimes it’s a quiet daisy breaking through concrete. Sometimes it’s simply surviving winter and still choosing to bloom. If the first two months of this year have felt heavy — this is your gentle reset. New goals. New energy. New chances to try again. You are allowed to grow at your own pace. You are allowed to rest. You are allowed to hope. Let this month be about fresh starts, small wins, and believing that brighter days are already on their way. 🌈💛 Happy March, beautiful souls. Let’s bloom. 🌸 Sarah Wingfield ❤️  KawaiiDollDecora.uk #HelloMarch #NewMonthNewEnergy #BloomThroughConcrete #KawaiiVibes #HopefulHearts #StrongerTogether Alt text: Pastel kawaii March 1st illustration with “Happy March!” in pink bubble letters beneath a small calendar. Three cute characters — a pin...