This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more:

Friday, 9 December 2011

Before I continue the story of how the church put me in prison, listen to this.
'you put me in prison for your crime' look at the pictures.

A burden that church abuse survivors have is that either they go to new churches and hide their abuse or they disclose it and are treated with caution and people won't talk to them alone or invite them to anything 'just in case'.
Clergy abuse victims have to be secretive or be made to feel unwelcome too often.

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