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:

Sunday, 20 January 2013

Hi Peeps,
I am sitting on the bed and watching 'Sister Act' on tv,
still love it.

Last night I slept, and woke from a sad dream, I think I had several sad dreams but the last one was about crawling up a snow covered hill with my brother, we had backpacks on and it was hard work, but when In stood up the backpack seemed light. My dad was watching us out of the upstairs window of a house, he smiled and I grinned back and then remembered he is dead.

I woke up, 5-HTP can help encourage vivid dreams. So far I the 5-HTP seems to be helping, it acts quickly, I don't feel happy but I can cope. The Apple Cider Vinager is upsetting my system and making me itch but I will persist.

Anyway, I wandered downstairs and hoovered a breakfast and then wandered off through the falling snow.
I wasn't going to go to church but I peeped in the door of a church nearby and the minister was doing a sermon and he saw me and roared 'come in! welcome!' and just for that I wandered in and listened.
The service was ok, the minister loves his church, loves people and treated the congregation as if they were all his dear family. I was dead impressed, and he came and chatted to me.
I have to be careful with my identity here though because the woman who has inflicted the single most damage to me in my life haunts this area and the churches, but no one here knows me.

Anyway after a chat and a coffee I wandered off through the snow and ice, I found food in the soopermarket and eventually it was so cold and boring that I came back ere. I am here for tonight and then it is back to grim reality.

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