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:

Monday, 20 January 2014

Monday evening

Good evening,
Well I am very tired.

Last night it was midnight when I got to sleep, and I woke at 5.50am when my alarm went off, my alarm was sitting on the biscuit tin in order to make more noise so that I would wake.
I was up at once, not groggy, had a wash and chewed a slice of toast with some tea as I stood outside and watched the lights all shining in the dark.
I had a quick wash and dressed and headed for the bus stop.

On the bus and on the way, got to therapy in time, therapy was ok, the therapist talked about similarities in severe trauma and autism, yeah, I know . Next week is a week off from therapy.

Anyway, my friend was due to meet me after therapy, she actually met me before therapy and made sure I had a snack and a drink, then she came and collected me after therapy and we had a cuppa and some lunch and a few hours of good nattering.

I was very tired after this, and made my way home. Got here, put a film on, got the washing in, did some supper, now I just need a shower.
Tomorrow is a busy day, so is Friday, but I will cancel Saturday.

The computer is continuing to play up, I think it may be coming to the end of a remarkable life, I have had this one for two years.
All my writing is backed up, thankfully.

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