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:

Sunday, 2 February 2014

Sunday Evening

Good evening,
I am not writing much, because I am not doing much today, I am home, tired, and recovering.
I have not done much today at all apart from walking, going to the shop, blogging, and resting.

This is what I needed to do every Sunday after the London weekend when I was on the streets, but obviously when I was homeless I couldn't.
It takes more energy than I have, and I was up at 4am yesterday and back here at midnight. Getting back at midnight was good going actually.

I wonder why I can't get the salt taste out of my mouth and throat? everything is salty.

I can't afford therapy tomorrow, and probably not next week either.

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