PGP / SPD My story:

Mr Flagman 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 (Poem by Sarah Wingfield) Mr Flagman, wrapped in red, white and blue, Shouting, "Freedom!"—but only for you. Proud to be British, you cry, uncensored and loud, Yet silence the voices that won't join your crowd. You claim to protect women, children, the weak, Until they disagree, until they dare speak. Then come the assumptions, the rumours, the lies, A story invented before truth even tries. You fill in the blanks with narratives made, Where facts disappear and fiction gets paid. A joke about flags, a wink and a grin, While threats hide beneath the humour within. "Let's find where they live." "It's only a laugh." Yet somehow it's always The vulnerable who feel the aftermath. "Come join the campaign." "Stand with the crew." But all that's required Is agreeing with you. The flags aren't for unity, They're banners of fear, A warning to anyone Who doesn't belong here. Inclusion is we...

  Stalking Awareness: Stalking is not always someone hiding in bushes or following a person down the street. Sometimes it looks like: • Repeated unwanted contact • Constant monitoring of someone's online activity • Creating new accounts after being blocked • Repeatedly discussing someone in groups, forums, or chats • Turning up unexpectedly where someone is known to be • Tracking routines, habits, or movements • Sending unwanted gifts or messages • Encouraging others to contact or watch someone • Using intimidation, fear, or obsession to maintain contact What separates stalking from normal interaction is that the contact is unwanted, persistent, and causes distress, fear, or alarm. Many victims spend months or even years questioning themselves before realising what they are experiencing is not normal behaviour. If someone asks for no contact, blocks communication, or clearly withdraws consent for interaction, those boundaries should be respected. Awareness matters because stalking ...

I am absolutely exhausted , as I have just finished putting my statement together and timeline with extensive evidence for a non-molestation order I'm applying for. This is the second time I've had to do it and this time I did it all by myself and included evidence as exhibits so it is literally court ready. I just want this part of my life over, I'm tired now and I'm absolutely fed up of abusers having zero consequences for their actions and the police not doing anything they're supposed to. You literally have to do everything yourself these days and it's especially triggering having to write up assaults and worse! My fellow DV girlies will get it. 💜 Chin up, chest out, and keep moving forward. I really could have done with people taking my legalisation of pepper spray Petition more seriously as it ends soon, in mere days and they're enabling abuse by not assisting in legalising self defence support. Guess we just have to be further penalised for fighting ...

Let me be heard: I’ve just been given my court hearing date to legally ensure an ex leaves me alone. It’s the morning of my practical driving test. And I sat with that for a moment… not shocked, not even angry, just tired. Because sometimes life doesn’t give you space to process things one at a time. It stacks them. Major, emotional, life-shaping moments, all at once. On one hand, I’m preparing for a court hearing — something that represents boundaries, safety, and closure. On the other, I’m preparing for a driving test — something that represents independence, growth, and moving forward. Both important. Both significant. Both happening together. And it really made me reflect on resilience, not in the idealised sense, but in the very real, human sense. Showing up when you’re in pain. Showing up when your mind is foggy. Showing up when your circumstances feel overwhelming. There’s a narrative that resilience looks like strength and composure at all times, but often it looks like continu...