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:

Wednesday, 29 January 2014

Wednesday afternoon

I haven't been able to do much, I have had a collapse, and I can't think straight.
But I managed to wash, as I was taught by the WRAP course, wash, eat, do the necessary things.

I finally managed to open a tin of steak and kidney pie, which was quite tasty, and I had a little Christmas pudding as well, not healthy, but food.
I really can't do much, and unlike in the old days, I don't feel like going out in the bad weather.

I can't tell my story, because no-one is listening and it is not stopping the church from harming me.

The flashbacks are so vivid that they frighten me, I am so afraid of the police and the diocese.

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