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:

Friday, 17 January 2014

Friday Morning

Good morning.
I slept eventually.
I had dreams, vivid, strange dreams, including dreaming about houses and churches and money.
I woke up feeling depressed and panicky, I am glad the radio still turns on on it's own because it helps to soothe me out of distress when I wake.

I have had some tea but I need to shower and eat, and I don't really want to face the day, another day under the shadow of the Great Grim Church.

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