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:

Monday, 19 March 2012

I am getting tired, I hope I can have an early night at my friend's house and sink into bed and into blissful sleep to make up for last night, I am looking forward to it, supper, a warm bath, and bed, but especially seeing my friends again.

It has been a nice bright day, not winter, not spring.

I went to talk to a counselling agency earlier, despite not really living here, I had made the appointment a long time ago and had not cancelled it, so I went to see, they said I am obviously seriously traumatised and counselling would have to be careful and done by an experienced counseller.

I went to see my friend at the jobcentre but she was busy, I will leave her a card sometime to tell her how the benefits office in the new town messed up.

I went to the market and thirstily had a carton of juice and two cups of tea.

I have about an hour before I go to my friends.

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