Welcome.

 This space was born out of isolation — 
the kind that happens when you reach for help and the people who promised support turn away, rewrite the story, or make you feel like you imagined the harm.
 

I came into these systems vulnerable, grieving, and trying to rebuild my life. 
I did everything I was asked to do. I trusted the process. 

And instead of care, I was met with silence, retaliation, and a level of gaslighting that made me question my own reality.
 

What you’ll find here is the truth I refused to let them bury.
 

This is my record of what happened when the systems meant to protect me chose to protect themselves instead. 
It’s a story about survival, about being the one who tried, and about what it costs when institutions decide your voice is inconvenient.
 

If you’ve ever felt dismissed, disbelieved, or alone in your pain, you’ll recognize pieces of yourself here. 

You’re not alone in this space.