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, 16 February 2013

morning peeps,
get your lazy selves out of bed.

I was tired and I think I slept more deeply and the terrors were more vague but the flashbacks when I was half asleep this morning and couldn't wake up very well were the same.

so I wandered through a few cups of tea, and some toast so I could take my meds.

and here I am, we are off to the shop at 10am and then I am going to the community group for some tea and chatter and lunch.

the psychologist told me to ask questions, so I am going to try :/ I never ask questions.

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