Free Of Hatred.

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I am inclined to do a cull shortly, for I do not wish to see posts on any of my social media feeds which are extremely racially divisive and breeds further hatred, nor do I enjoy seeing and knowing that some of these people are blindly supporting and sharing posts of that nature, JUST because they are “friend(s)” with the original poster – without thinking or questioning first, themselves or the poster’s true intentions.

I enjoy respectful healthy debates but when you see a post that tries to suggest white people are uneducated, for whatever they may choose to think ie “All lives matter” etc or for choosing to be silent… To be against ALL racism… That’s each and every one’s right, to think for themselves but to see someone turn and abuse that right by trying to make us all out as “uneducated whites”. is RACIST in itself.

It is rather hypocritical for someone to expect those who are trying to be more conscious of other unlawful killings (regardless of race, colour or creed) since no or not enough noise is being made on their behalf, who’s trying to be more mindful, inclusive and fair, only to be faced with a condition, to conform under pressure to a particular stance, one that might feel and appear divisive… When that someone or group doing the pressuring, could introspect. reflect and compromise also?

“Together we stand, divided we fall”

Unity against ALL racism is the way forwards. Not one way, or the high way.

So to read “uneducated whites” (by Ashton Jean Pierre) was the last straw, especially by a member (same person!) of the deaf community and worse still, seeing other, potentially influential, members of the same community, supporting. accepting and even sharing that notion. Most people I know have chosen to let it go.

Seeing a degree of manipulation being applied to suit – in all senses, is saddening. Whether they realise it, or not. For potentially. not conforming to them or their way of thinking, behaving.

It’s totally fine for those who wish to remain silent, it’s totally fine for those who wish not to explain themselves… it’s totally fine whatever one chooses to do, or say, or not say. It’s totally fine, not to conform under pressure, it’s totally fine, to stand firm in what you believe in, regardless of the belief(s). It is totally fine, for you to stay true to yourself.

No one has the right to dictate, you, your way of thinking, beliefs, your conscience, your life.

Those who know me well, will know that I am not afraid to use my voice, or to use my right to keep my space neutral, peaceful and free of hatred. As one possibly can.

Politics vs Morals
Seconded.

Quality rather than quantity.

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

Moan & Groan.

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There was a time when I was an admin for a pro BSL social media group, this group was known to the MP’s at Westminster as where the moaners and groaners go, its members sharing their experiences, barriers faced within the deaf community, for example, no interpreter being provided and so on. Quite rightly so. Their shared experiences was being gathered as evidence for a BSL Act campaign. I enjoyed being an admin for this particular group at the time because it helped empower those to start standing up and asking for their rights. Myself included.

During the current Coronavirus pandemic, the deaf community has once again started another (#whereistheinterpreter) campaign, pointing out the “lack” of an interpreter, but demanding one is *physically* in the same room as the Prime Minister or a couple of their advisors whenever a news broadcast or briefing is made. It is somehow no longer enough to have an in-vision interpreter provided… Therefore one was and is still being provided, regardless of who is paying their wages or contracting them to provide this accessible and inclusive service. The Government replied to the campaign by suggesting it was and is due to social distancing. Based on this, Wales, Scotland and other countries are apparently therefore endangering the interpreter who is in the same enclosed room as their VIP’s? Open to interpretation, whichever way one wishes to look at it.

In vision BSL interpreter
Double protection

Except now, there are those from the hearing world who are moaning about the in-vision interpreter getting into the way of any visual charts on the news etc etc. This is nothing new by the way. Even subtitles / captions get in the way on the news and other films, programmes being broadcast.

Except now, once again, there are deaf people moaning about the hearing people, moaning… Even lowering themselves to that level and recruiting others to contribute. Is that not bullying? A mob culture? It is.

Whereas before, it would have all blown over, been tolerated by the majority and hey, tomorrow’s a new day.

It is extremely easy during uncertain times like the present, to permit ourselves, regardless of whether we happen to be deaf or hearing, to get carried away with our frustrations, focusing on and displacing negative energy,, somehow following the (m)asses once again. 

Stop letting any toxic divisions get in the way, creating higher barriers for both or either worlds to break down. Surely, people have better things to do than witness moaning in any sense or contribute to it?

Refocus people… reprioritise, tolerate and compromise. Show kindness – regardless.

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

Yes, You.

This is in response to a select few friends who picked up on the BBC article “Using Facebook made my anxiety worse” with Paul Allen, written by Zara Morgan.

Source.

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I saw very early on how certain people would only show us, what they wanted us to see. How people used and still use, social media as a tool, to manipulate and engineer illusions. Negativity I could sometimes let pass but not when it gave cause for concern and having been able to be there for others gave me reason to remain. I know how and what some of you are experiencing… for I do see YOU. 💖

YOU have been the only reason why, I am still on social media. Sure, I have my own frustrations and my own ghosts to deal with but they’re mine and not anyone else’s to bear. I find myself having to sit on my hands sometimes, bite my lips whenever I witness one of the many forms of injustice… Sometimes I just cannot resist! 😝 I dislike being a bystander to it, for fear of inviting it. Some people find me intimidating but that’s their problem. Some people choose to ignore me, that’s once again their problem. Some people choose to be angry… let them waste their time being so. They and my ghosts should not, and do not, dictate me or my precious time. Don’t let them dictate yours.

I choose to focus on my kids because who knows where we will be, this time tomorrow. It is only those who have knocked on deaths door who understands where I truly come from, only those who have personally experienced the quagmires of depression who can relate. Why I am, who I am.

Everyone is different and are at different stages in their lives. How you choose to proceed or react, is up to YOU entirely. Let nothing negative influence or manipulate YOU.

If it’s meant to be, it’ll be. God willing.

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

An (Un)fortunate Reminder.

I have been (un?)fortunately reminded why I did not want to be a part of any social media groups, relating to or based on deafness / sign language. For I am now much happier, without, having since left quite a few.

Why?

Having this extraordinary second chance at life has meant I have very little tolerance for such toxic “deaf world” attitudes. For me to get extremely angry nowadays is very rare but as always, is justified.

My personal experience (here in the UK) is that because deaf people do not support each other, that often makes matters worse. Sadly, causing mental health issues from within.

What is deaf culture? And an important message for the deaf community.

The deaf community has however, come a long way and that should not be forgotten. From being hidden away, or being forbidden to sign, to what it is today for we now, are able to be an equal. There is still a lot to do to improve the mental health state within the deaf community and it is down to the deaf community to work harder through legal means to improve situations.

Each and every being, deserves to be respected – regardless.
Each one of us, deserves better.

I would like to publicly thank my friends, for your continued support. For one another especially. For your courage and conviction.

Much love and admiration to you all. 💖💖💖

Bless your cottons! 😜

May positivity and peace reign over us all, once more.

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~ SJ (Sara Jae)

It Can Happen To You Too.

Having transcribed 10 mins worth of sign language, so that some of you too can understand more in depth, what happened. There is an important piece of advice at the end of it all. Thank you for your time and patience in reading the somewhat lengthy transcription or watching Louise’s videos. 

“Hi everybody, good, who am I? Louise. Been put link in Facebook through Metro Bank, over fraud. 

Lots of deaf let me know they didn’t understand due to written English, could I translate to sign, which is fine, will explain, let you all know.

What happened? 

I went to Cyprus for one week in June, last day in the morning about 10o’clocl, arrived at Cyprus airport, excited to go back to the UK. Used mobile but stopped working. Asked other deaf people if their phones were ok, they said “fine, fine”.

So tried WiFi, still not working. 

Very confused, what the matter was 

Arrived to London and expected mobile service to go back to normal but same problem. 

Next day, went to visit mobile provider, 3 shop.

Asked staff “not working, what’s wrong?” 

Staff asked me to please use my bank card for proof and they will give me new sim. “Fine” tried using bank card but it was blocked. Apologised and offered another bank card which worked so staff gave new SIM card, same number. 

Finally, back to normal.

Confused why one card was blocked but friend let me borrow money for now, to buy some things.

Anyway, in the bank, presenting blocked card, asked why it’s blocked? 

Staff moved monitor towards me and asked me if I knew that person. “No, name don’t know, why?” 

Staff appeared casual, “Nearly £9,000 taken.” 

Shocked, “£9,000…£9,000 gone?” 

Staff replied “Ah, you don’t know why? Bye bye.”

“Hold on… wait…”

Staff interrupted saying “I will transfer you to Fraud department, ok? Bye bye.” 

Feeling dazed, confused, communication issues meant dead ends, feeling devastated. 

Arrived home, emotional, wondered who could ask to phone. 

My son arrived home, himself had been on holiday. I asked him to call (on my behalf) 

Bank refused , refused, refused, refused. Due to “third party” reasons. Refused, refused etc.

Ongoing problems for long time, even when he was with me in, everyday. Still they refused. 

Bank gave different stories, didn’t understand what was going on. Lots of confusion. 

Offered interpreter?  Bank refused. Interpreter become third party? Refused. Himself was third party last year but was removed without her permission. 

Lots of confusion.

Then one person from

Fraud department, themselves deaf, recommended / informed me to ask my mobile provider “How many SIM cards?” 

“Eh? How many SIM cards? Strange. Ok.”

Back inside mobile shop, asked “How many SIM cards?”, interpreter present.

Staff looked on computer and said “3.” 

“3?!”

First one, contract from last year. “Right.”

Second one… same day as where 1 went, Cyprus. 

Someone pretended to be me, Louise Harte, went into mobile shop and informed staff there, their mobile was broken. Staff there, gave that person new SIM card. 

With that SIM card, they accessed online banking. 

“How?” You tell me. I don’t know.

“Password?” I don’t know.

“Number?” I don’t know.

They accessed and took. 

Means the next day back from Cyprus, 3?, 2nd one was the SIM card given. 

Bank then offloaded the responsibility and blamed 3, 3’s fault. Because the bank been texted, not phone, on the Friday while I was in Cyprus. Texted 3 times, at 2 o’clock, 3 o’clock, 4 o’clock, “Are you Louise Harte?”.

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

Money gone. Finished.

Lots of commotion, finger pointing. 

Determined, went back to 3 shop, where they forced me to speak over the phone. 

“I can’t hear, deaf”. Still forced. Felt embarrassed, I had to speak (people around were watching and feeling sorry) my name, “Louise Harte”

Awful. Really, really bad experience.

Went back to bank, how many times altogether I don’t know. Too much happened, went  to police, CAB Ombudsman – lots of dead ends. 

(5 mins already, part 2 coming) 

Part 2, sorry (video) maximum only 5 mins. 

Going back, lots of dead ends, interpreter present, became soul destroying. Then realised… took, 2nd one more money. 3rd one taken, 3 (mobile provider?) take, take. Altogether a lot to date. 

3rd one, too late, blocked means 2,000 back. Other one, gone.

After all that, altogether 1 month, refusals etc, bank finally book interpreter. Offered my son, himself a trainee interpreter but no, bank booked interpreter. Had a meeting for 2 hours, discussing what happened. 

They told me “You been give somebody access, password, 11 number, 6 number, two different passwords, you give, give.” Case closed. Finished. 

I tried to retaliate, bank remained firm. “Bye bye” case closed. 

I was dumbstruck. Wow?! 

After that, how / what to do? 

Oh yes, bank said “You been take out, we researched your IP, your computer, mean your home location.” 

Retaliating, “How?! I been away” At the end they said mistake, sorry, wrong, wrong, looked at computer and mentioned they had put in name already, on June 23rd. 

“Where?”

“Maidenhead”

I’ve never been to Maidenhead before. Bank didn’t seem to care. 

Plus been phoning with 3 service, who became avoiding. Someone, fake, with her fake passport, ID, (they) give fake (person) SIM card. Means they breached. 

That person fake passport? I don’t know.

They give, they accessed.

Defensiveness ensued.

Means what? Access? how? Finished. Lost everything. Lost everything, what to do? 

One friend been recommend, before they worked for Guardian Newspaper, “Fine, worth a try, I will do everything.

I went to Guardian Newspaper who phoned the bank. Surprisingly, 5 mins later, money back.

Bank, yes, 5 mins later, money back. 

Money back, 6 weeks later.

One disappointment, why? Me now become “Blacklist” for 13 months. Means I’m not allowed to buy anything. Zero. Open new bank account, buy a car, buy house, Zero, for 13 months. 

Why? Somebody fake ID in my name. 

Also bank sorry and offered £250 extra compensation. Mmm?! £250? Forget it, I don’t want it. 6 weeks stress, booking and paying interpreter. Lots of stuff happened. I don’t want it. 

So now what I’ve decided, I’m going to take it further. Who? For all deaf. Not just for me. I want all deaf what? Profile photo to match the computer, who deaf open bank account because abroad or in fraud.

Who want to see face, compare in one minute, quick, identify match – go ahead.

Really damaging.

Also let you know, police advise me, have to inform you, app in banking on phone? Delete. No1 fraud.

I had to delete, delete, delete – close accounts. (They) Been access Facebook as well. I had to close old Facebook. Really,, access through Facebook, access through mobile apps.

In theory, outside? I think inside job.

Ok? Understand? 

Bye!

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Freedom From Frustration.

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Keeping the Tree House fb group going as a wise friend put it “was a form of self defeatist self abuse.”

I have long since been locked “in an intimidated interaction.”

The damage has been done, by all those who consciously chose to target, to spread slander & manipulative lies, acted on their disdain simply because they could not succeed in playing games with me. They could not get what they wanted which was their own way and my Tree House.

The Tree House fb group is now, closed.

The website however, will remain open to view as a lot of hard work has been put into it. I thank once again, all those who willingly contributed and kindly supported.

By removing myself from the equation, mainly the negativity generated by the offenders of the deaf world, I am now free.

To be me. ☺️

~ SJ (Sara Jae)

When Friends Are Hard To Find…

Oftentimes I find myself praising the NHS yet on this anticipated date, the praise is annually magnified, for 8 years ago my life was saved by a couple of wonderful, experienced and ever so patient NHS surgeons.

It is only thanks to them and the lengthy aftercare that I received subsequently, that I today, fortunately have the privilege to still know you, old friends and new.

When friends (for you) are hard to find, like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down.

Wherever there is respect, you’ll find me right beside you.

Your continued friendship is more than enough birthday present. Thank YOU ever so.

~ SJ (Sara Jae)