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:

Tuesday, 13 December 2011

I keep sitting here, I haven't done anything today except get upset, I need to fill in the gap in the blog that was this summer and then add more emails and details in the hope that you will understand why I got broken.

I am sitting here and I can't do anything. I am tired from last night I think, and I am upset, I have no Christmas and no future.

I am so utterly condemned that there is no future and the more people try to tell me there is, the more I wish I could explain, wish I could explain what the church's action's have done to me in my autistic struggle to work and live and look after myself.
It is a day when it feels as if no one will ever know or understand.

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