When I was 13-years-old I was taken into care. It was meant to last a few weeks, but I never came home.
I was moved into a permanent children’s home and it was there I started to self harm as a result of my frustrations. I hated being away from my siblings and any contact with my parents was difficult.
I was afraid to ask for help and, two-years later, I was excluded from school. Back at the home, I attacked several staff, and was arrested by the police, eventually ending up attempting suicide due to my anger and frustration.
I was placed in a mental health unit at 16-years-old.
But a year later, after intense counselling, I appeared to be doing better. Yet despite returning to my foster family and children’s homes, I lost where I was in life. I was married at 18, and when that broke down, I had no family and no home.
Yet after hearing about a local counselling service – the Mancroft Advice Project – I now have a home and am in contact with my foster family once more.
My project with Fixers saw me collate poems from homeless people in my area, and from my own work, to show people that you can turn your life around. It may seem tough, but it is possible if you seek the right help.