Introduction

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 http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

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: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Wednesday, 8 February 2012

I dreamed about my tea stall friends, who I rarely see any more, I dreamed I was at the market, only it was in an airport and I was going away.
The tea stall people caught up with me before I went and gave me a bag of softmints and a key to the airport and told me they were sad I was going and they knew I would be back.

I felt incredibly sad and lost as they walked away and left me to embark on my mysterious journey.

I woke up with the terrors about church and police, and depression.

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