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:

Wednesday, 15 May 2013

No wonder my friend was so hyper, she had been drinking during the night and it tends to make her very noisy and talkative.
I had some porridge and milky coffee with her and she gave me a card that she had made with my name in pressed flowers on it. Wow, she is quite an artist, I was looking through her artwork.

She went to do her early morning shopping, I headed out into the cold grey day, my IBS is playing up and I have been awake since 4.30am so I am feeling 'washed out' which means I feel washed out and that means tired and weak.

I am sitting in a cafe.

Still living in fear but more back to normal.

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