Thread by @ThePosieParker

For seven years I’ve been subjected to harassment, stalking, threats, and terror. The abuse has taken many forms:

Graphic text messages about my children dying.

Descriptions of my daughter’s bedroom.

Dozens of calls in the early hours, including seven times on Christmas Day.

Photos of my children being shared.

Men turning up at my events to scream abuse at me.

Threats that I would be attacked, terrified, and made to pay.

A wish that I had been attacked with acid.

This is not online trolling. This is calculated harassment, designed to frighten me and to reach into my family life. It has gone on so long and so relentlessly that I no longer even answer the phone normally, I pick it up and wait in silence until I hear a voice, because so many of the calls are him. I have had to put cameras and security gates on my home, just to try and protect myself and my children, because the police will not. At one point, I even had to hold emergency meetings with my children’s schools, because I genuinely believed they were in danger. I avoid talking about much of this as you never want these arseholes to know they’ve had any impact on your life.

For most of this abuse, the evidence appears to point to one individual. I do not have the power to confirm that beyond doubt, but I have provided all the evidence to the police, and they do know who he is. An individual with close ties with much older deviants who have an unhealthy interest in children. They all behave in a provocative way in the hope of a response, a response they can use against you to destroy your life.

The police have taken my statements. They have seen the calls with their own eyes. They have confirmed his address. And yet, instead of arresting him, they have passed my case back and forth between Wiltshire Police, Avon & Somerset, and now possibly the Metropolitan Police. Each force shrugs, says it belongs elsewhere, and in the meantime the harassment continues.

And here is the bitter truth: when this same individual accused Graham Linehan, the system acted with speed and force. Linehan was arrested, hauled into court, and even met by five armed officers at the airport. So why is it that when women come forward with years of evidence, we are told to wait? Why is our terror treated as less urgent?

This is what I call Criminal DARVO. DARVO stands for Deny, Attack, and Reverse Victim and Offender. It’s the classic abuser’s trick: deny the abuse, attack the victim, and then present yourself as the “real” victim.

That’s exactly what has happened here — only on a criminal scale.

Deny: For years, my harassment has been minimised, downplayed, or passed between forces rather than treated with urgency.

Attack: When my stalker accused Graham Linehan, the state turned its fire on him — attacking another victim instead of the offender.

Reverse Victim and Offender: The man who has threatened me and endangered my children is treated as a credible “victim,” while women like me are treated as problems for daring to speak out.

That’s DARVO, but magnified by institutions. When the police and courts participate in it, it becomes Criminal DARVO. It flips reality on its head, leaving victims unprotected while abusers walk free.

I am tired of watching police forces tie their own hands rather than protect women and children. I am tired of a justice system that treats actual victims like me as a nuisance while elevating men like this as credible complainants. And I am tired of being left to face the danger while those in authority shuffle paperwork.

So I have now submitted a full complaint to the Independent Office for Police Conduct. I have laid out the evidence, the timeline, and the failures.

Because here’s the truth: I might be his first obsession, but I won’t be his last. And if the police continue to shield men like this, they are not just failing me, they are failing every woman in this country.

A Note on Funding
As most of you know, I’ve been banned from GoFundMe, Patreon, and all the usual platforms that troon activists, grifters, and NGOs use without a problem and demonitised from the rest, like Youtube, Tiktok, X and even been debanked.

The message is clear: men can threaten my life, but I’m the one denied a bank account.

That means if you want to support my work, there are only two ways:

Directly through a Substack subscription or X subscription
Or over at LetWomenSpeak.org , where you can pick up some merch and wear your support proudly.

It’s women funding women that keeps this movement alive. The institutions won’t save us, so we’ll have to save ourselves.