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:

Saturday, 11 February 2012

One of my friends on facebook joined in the discussion about family and he said ' Admitting that your family is dead is much easier than dealing with the constant haunting of ghosts', I like that, really I do. So I thought I would share it. Leaving the fears for their safety and concern and confusion about what they are doing behind and moving on is healthy, nothing I did was going to put things right.
At the moment it all hurts, but it is better to hurt and heal than go on being asociated with them.

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