The cracks will show

chapter 2 . Here we go again

9th December, my son jayden Born 2 weeks early shaking from the serious complications of a steroid drip. After waiting hours for once again, the evil social workers who held a meeting to tell me I could go home with my son.

I took my son home knowing the games the social services were about to play. My violent ex partner at this point was out on bail awaiting sentencing for his violent crimes towards me. weeks went by with him, making me a target of his evil side. verbal abuse, mental torture, and assaults were a daily way of life.

I finally had enough and didn't want to continue to live in fear, so i asked the council for an emergency move. I was hoping the social workers this once would back me up. Boy, was I wrong on a cold rainy day while watching my back from the constant attacks the council housing officer rang me.

Her words were we can't emergency move you because the social worker states you're in the position you are due to yourself being the problem. I was utterly devastated. The cruelty of these social workers was beyond anything I could have imagined.

15th February 2019, a day after valentines Day 2.40am, I received a deadly warning from my ex stating he was going to come to my house slit my throat and take my newborn child I rang the police and to my horror, they stated that until he turned up, there was nothing they could do. So I called someone around ten minutes after they arrived.

My ex came through my front door right up to my bedroom and assaulted me while trying to take my son. The person who was with me acted quickly and fought with the ex. The ex ran outside while I rang the police this was just meer weeks after begging for an emergency move to keep myself and my child safe. It was just another game these social workers were playing.

The wickedness was never-ending. Just hours after the incident, my ex was once again arrested in a stolen car along with drugs. He was remanded in custody awaiting a court trail. The court day arrived, and he was sentenced to a meer 21 months it was all over the news and papers for weeks after. But instead of getting support, as I was a victim, I was treated like a criminal once again. Throughout 2019, the social services continuously falsified reports, including court paperwork.

But no matter what I did or what evidence I had, I was ignored by the every one due to the ignorance the social workers clearly had. by the end of 2019, I had gone through an unbearable amount of pain at the hands of those who are paid more than enough to do their duty of care. I endured 16 plo ( public law outline meetings), 24 child protection meetings, and 31 social workers.

Yet still no court for my children it was almost like the social workers were just there to torture me. I was getting to the point of breaking , depressed and now damaged. I started begging them to take me to court, knowing something was right, and maybe the family courts would put an end to these evil social workers.

December 2019, I called for a stage 2 investigation to be done regarding the social workers. two investigators arrived at my home where I handed over all the evidence, gave an interview, and bravely told them how my life went from happy to torn to shreds. After two hours, the investigators left.

I even opened the dvpu domestic violence personal unit along with the suicide prevention unit. O hit headlines for saving many lives, including supporting those going through domestic violence to get safe. yet I feel that was still not good enough.

I put my life on the line, yet I was still treated like a criminal.