Affirmpartnership Coaching

28/08/2025

Waiting for the next client.
A safe haven💝
Taking a moment to be grateful 🙏🏼

28/08/2025

May you ….

26/08/2025

Such a tragic loss of life heartbreaking 💔 And still happening today 🙏🏼

In September 2013, the quiet coastal town of Brixham in southern England was shaken by a tragic event that even the hardest hearts would struggle to bear. Inside a modest home, in the room of a young girl, there was a silence unlike any other… a silence heavy with sorrow, betrayal, and the extinguishing of a dream before it could fully bloom.

The girl, Izzy Dix, was only 14 years old when she left the world in a way no one could have imagined. Izzy was no ordinary child; she was different—quiet, thoughtful, and ambitious beyond what her small town could accommodate. She loved reading, wrote poetry, spoke with remarkable eloquence for her age, and dreamed of one day attending Oxford University, envisioning herself surrounded by books, poetry, and knowledge. She preferred modest clothing over fleeting fashion trends and valued substance over noise.

But in a harsh world, "being different" can feel like a crime. After moving back from Australia with her mother Gabi in 2010 and starting at a new school, Izzy became the target of relentless bullying. It wasn’t just casual teasing—it was daily torment. Her classmates mocked her ambitions, her clothing, her quiet nature, and her uniqueness. Even online, the supposed safe space, she faced cruel cyberbullying. Each day, the sorrow weighed on her silently, a heavy stone on her chest, though she often masked it with a small, brave smile.

One particularly harsh day, after enduring ridicule at school, she returned home exhausted. She confided in her mother, crying and seeking comfort in her embrace. Gabi tried to reassure her, saying, "It will be okay, my little one… days will change." But Izzy’s heart had grown too heavy to bear any more. That night, she wrote her final poem, “I Give Up,” each line dripping with pain, before taking her own life.

Investigations confirmed that no one directly caused her death, but her notes, letters, and poem were a testament to the fact that bullying had been the true killer. Her mother refused to let her story be silenced, sharing Izzy’s poem with the world, emphasizing that words can wound and that society had watched her daughter suffer slowly, day by day.

The shock resonated nationally. Then-Prime Minister David Cameron sent condolences and publicly condemned bullying as a soul-destroying cruelty. But it was too late—Izzy had already gone.

Her story remains a haunting reminder: what may seem like a harmless joke, a shrug, or a cruel word, can be the breaking point for someone fragile. Izzy’s message lives on: teach children to choose compassion over mockery, kindness over cruelty, and to see beauty in difference, for somewhere, another Izzy may just be waiting for a word of warmth or an act of love to keep her light from fading forever.

26/08/2025

A big fan….

24/08/2025

This….

23/08/2025

Thinking of you 💔

21/08/2025

Always 🙏🏼

21/08/2025

Hold them….

21/08/2025

Today is the day….

19/08/2025

You are heard here 🙂‍↔️

18/08/2025

The healing begins ❤️‍🩹