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:

Tuesday, 1 October 2013

Good morning peeps,

Last night I drank tea and read my book while the choir warbled.

Then I bedded down, the noise was there but I was tired so I slept.

I woke at 2 or 3am needing the loo.

got up, went to the loo but didn't sleep well again.
distress and flashbacks and dreams when I did sleep.

Woke at 7am but the drunk was hanging around and I had to wait until he had gone, not a good start.

No gas for hot water or tea, so I washed in cold water.

I couldn't remember if pastoral care was 8am or 8.30 because it wasn't clear yesterday.

It was 8.30 but because I didn't know, I had waited anyway instead of going to the cafe. I finished my wash in the cold toilets and checked that my money was in while I waited.

Pastoral care was ok.

Today I have physiotherapy and then I have to hurry back because I am standing in for someone at church who is on holiday, so I have a few hours to do there, and then off to the town where I go to college.
Busy day.

I am going to see me pals briefly before physio.

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