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, 6 January 2014

Monday morning

Good morning,
I am sitting in bed with a drink of tea.
I slept from 11.30pm to 6am, which is still a slightly too short sleep for me, but I was woken by nightmares and went into flashbacks and negativity so I had to get up and get a hot drink to calm me down.

The nightmare was about the police, and when I wake from such dream, I tend to see everything very negatively and I remember things such as how Jane Fisher has got away with slandering me and lying about me, and how I am condemned and how my side of things has been ignored by the diocese at all points and I have not been interviewed for their bonkers reports.
It harms me, it harms me that they portray me as mad and bad and override my side of things.

The weather is bad too, hailstorms.

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