Alone, divorced and a single deaf mum...

(Please read the beginning to understand the story.)

After mum came back to London she found her self in a small cold run down flat in Hackney (no offence to those who live there.)

Mum had a hard time already as she was hard of hearing and living on her own with me a year old baby. By the time I was 3 I knew how to speak to her though sign language. I knew then my mum was different, but when she started to talk her self and when she smash things about around the flat I didn't feel safe - not for myself but that fact that mum was doing this at home who knows what could happen outside...