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, 8 June 2013

Good evening you oddly peep-shaped life forms,

I feel like hell.
I feel like bursting into tears every few minutes.

I think I will go to sleep in a minute.

I am at my friend's house. She invited me round for a bath earlier and fed me pizza and pudding.
I am clean and fed, she offered me to stay for the night and I said yes but I wanted to go out for hobble first.

I walked up to church and some of my church-shaped peeps were busy at church and chatted to me, then my friend came up as well, to get some flowers from the church garden to press.

She went home and I stayed out a while.
Then when the others went, so did I.
I came back to my friend's house and here I am on the sofa, I will sleep here, I think my friend has gone to bed.

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