Subjected to Sexual Assault and Administration of Drugs While Sleeping in the Safety of my Home.

Four years ago, I found myself confronting Islamophobia, a battle that subjected me to daily abuse. The mistreatment escalated to the point where I was spat at and physically assaulted, drawing attention from the mainstream media and even involving a Member of Parliament. Later I had a photography exhibition in the Houses of Parliament where I gave a speech on how Islamophobia has an impact on women who look and dress like me.

The situation became so unbearable that I had no choice but to relocate to a new home. However, to my dismay, the Islamophobia continued to haunt me, taking a distressing turn. Detestable individuals spread false rumors alleging that I was a man concealed beneath my niqab. This led to relentless harassment from shop workers and security staff and abused at tube stations. These racists even went as far as reporting me to British intelligence agencies, which unjustly overturned my life. MI5 began surveilling me wrongfully completely upending my world. In a desperate attempt to escape the abuse, I fled the country, only to be forced to return due to financial constraints.

More recently, I have faced even more horrifying experiences. I was drugged with illicit substances and subjected to rape multiple times within the confines of my own home. My abusers were spiking my takeaway with medications and illicit drugs. Despite reporting these incidents to the police, I did not receive the support and assistance that I desperately needed. Police control room operators would be angered by me calling seeking help. I was treated terribly.

The trauma I endured resulted in a heartbreaking miscarriage after one of the assaults. Furthermore, the perpetrators repeatedly broke into my home whilst I was sleeping injecting me with drugs and subjecting me to further abuse. The perpetrators were also drugging me with male hormones in an attempt to change my gender. Whilst in hospital a foreign body was inserted inside my vagina without my consent by nurses. I have reported this. I was born a woman I pray five times a day and changing gender is not something I wish to do. I felt that my right to practice my religion peacefully was being interfered with. They took away my celibacy of many years.

The fear of falling victim to these heinous acts plagued me to the point where I became afraid to sleep. My life became a cycle of passing out from being drugged and seeking medical attention at the A+E, with paramedics escorting me due to the unconscious state I would find myself in. Reporting my rapes to the police became a regular occurrence, with officers arriving to conduct early evidence rape kits before sending them off for forensic analysis.

Since I kept passing out I decided to buy drug kits to test myself. I tested positive for Ketamine and crystal meth despite not taking any drugs. I gave the positive test strips to the police and currently the police have run a toxicology report and we are awaiting the results of the report. It felt as though there was no end to the torment.

In my desperation, I reached out to the rape crisis centre, solace women’s aid, and sought support from various women’s organisations and my GP. I spent time in the hospital where I was raped, only to be discharged and asked to leave. The consultant apologised and the police placed me on safeguarding after the assault. Despite seeking help from all the relevant support groups, my GP, and women’s organisations, the abuse persisted, unrelenting and seemingly never-ending.

To be continued……