I am writing this thread when I have more ability to so, there are distinct times when I can't string a sentence together due to my trauma caused by adverse childhood experiences which include narcisstic abuse, gaslighting (deliberately causing confusion in the mind and sexual abuse from my parents.
I am an adult female in my 30s and I am purposefully withholding some detail due to the obvious, but I need some advice and possible re-assurance.
Feel free to ask me some questions as my memory is compromised due to PTSD.
There is a distinct likelihood that there is nothing more I can do in my situation, but I am panicking because my PTSD is re-emerging due to stress and my trauma responses also are.
Ok: I live in 'supported' accommodation with a care plan and funded hours defined by adult social care and the local council (very relevant) and the support workers here are terrible (please don't disbelieve me, I did towards myself for years due to fear that I was projecting and because I did not have sufficient space in my head to process it, and also because it was better at times and some staff, that have since left were good).
After some engagement from friends and neighbours and because I am healing (I choose to attend intense therapy), I am viewing my home life with a new perspective and rightfully judging it as deficient and also dangerous.
Safeguarding failures that are both caused by and permitted by lazy and disrespectful staff occur very, very often (daily) either to me or the other residents.
I will provide a few examples; one being a male staff member who was sexually inappropriate with me and made efforts to arrange a date night with me alone, the female manager in the room at the time, listening.
A support worker that I regret (previously) trusting gaining access to my locked bedroom with the staff skeleton key standing abreast with a maintenance man and an engineer, neither of who I have ever met with no permission or warning.
Years ago, a female staff member was sexually inappropriate with me and endeavoured to make a database of my defecation habits and she touched her private parts in the common area repeatedly in front of residents who reported it to management.
Negligence is a very repeated behaviour from staff here and they barely meet anyone's needs as detailed on the easily accessible care plans, the worst aspect of it is that staff lie and deny and distract me in conversation (a tactic I can now comprehend and notice, but previously I was not able to define), which is a huge trigger to me as you might be able to comprehend.
I am able to think with a 'higher mind' more easily now, and I have managed to bravely sought relevant help; from a local women's charity, an MP, adult social care complaints team (who don't give a shit, but I have escalated it and they now state they are taking my complaints seriously), the Ombudsman, who I anticipated would investigate and are currently, much to staff dislike.
I am getting low level help and support, but it is slow and I remain in this destructive and psychosis inducing environment.
One of the other residents who is very observant and intelligent gently and factually made me aware of the extent of the staff's impact on us and the laws and policies that they were breaking.
Please consider that I only left my parent's house (other than for higher education) in my early thirties, I can't give any more detail as to this.
The capable MP has forced the government to give me a new social worker (I was discharged from my initial one because she correctly understood that I was committed to my recovery and how resourceful I was/am), and the new one, at this moment is not doing her job.
It has been (finally) agreed that there is a need to move me to another property (after much reluctance), but I have been informed that the next place might present the same issues.
I. am. fucking. scared.
I've never had a safe place to call home, I have regular panic attacks, I bravely notified the NHS (various divisions) and they mostly can't help.
I have a very, very good therapist and she has knowledge of some of the departments of public services/other suitable agencies, and there is mostly nothing I haven't applied to.
I have made adult safeguarding emergency team aware of a specific incident on a phone call with the dedicated support of my therapist who I can ill afford, but nothing gets done and I am (mostly) not listened to.
My social worker is apathetic and doubts my experience (I emailed her manager after being advised by my therapist and she has relayed that she will explore my account), but I need to get out of here fast.
Any ideas? thanks xxxxx