On this day in Black History Month, we would like to share this powerful poem by our BAM group member, Yusuf. A reminder that healing is done in increments, step by step, and that it is never too late to find your pride ❤️ Coming Home by Yusuf My sanctuary My prison In a body I call my home This cage I inhabit But could never really call my own I walk through this world numb Split in to at least two A part that you were breaking And a part I kept from you So good I got at hiding Numbed to my joy Numbed to my pain Numb to everything except my disdain Rejecting my body Rejecting my life Rejecting love Stuck in strife I thought I was broken and then I broke some more I broke right down to my core But through those cracks I began to see That there was still some hope for me And little by little I’m starting to feel All the things that were denied to me And day by day, I commit to my healing Piece by piece, I will regain my freedom To learn more about our group work programme, visit www.survivorsuk.org 🎨 Artwork by Josh Woolford (fb)

Thank you to everyone who joined us and Iceandfire for Survivors Manifesto 2025. It was an incredibly powerful evening of hope and community that shows what can happen when survivors are empowered to speak their truth. A special thank you to our participants and guest actors who brought these words to life, and to the The Actors Church staff ❤️ Break the silence 📢 (fb)