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, 3 February 2014

Monday night

Good evening,
well I just didn't know what to do today, couldn't go to therapy.
I got the bus to town and went and wailed miserably at the welfare and outreach about being LONELY AND MISERABLE.
So they patted me on the head and fed me coffee and talked to me and did me a little food parecel with lots of sweets.
Then I came home and felt miserable here, tired and fell asleep for three hours, what is wrong with me?
Nothing to do.

Tomorrow may be better when I see my friends, but I have a long time of no money and nothing to live for, can't afford therapy for the forseeable future, which is awful as I need to attend every week, and can't afford physio or swimming, so I will continue to be in pain and struggling to walk as well.

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