Introduction

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 http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

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: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Monday, 10 March 2014

Monday Evening

Good evening,
sorry for the break in the blog, I have been battling depression and flashbacks and have felt very distressed and low.

Be aware that this happens sometimes, well, you may have noticed.
When it happens I cannot actually do much when it is at it's worst, so I stop writing.
I have actually pulled out of it a bit by writing on the other blog though.

I slept in the early hours of this morning and dreamed a lot, dreamed of my Dad and Anne, and as you do when you dream about someone who is dead, you have the puzzled feeling about them being there when you know they can't be, and when you wake, the grief hits you.
I dreamed my dad and family were living somewhere and someone asked why I was homeless when I could live with my dad, and I didn't know how to answer.
Oh the sadness when I woke!

Anyway, I just ended up blogging all day, completing the story of my life before Jersey.

I now move on with the Jersey story.

I had a swim this evening, my last swim for a few days, swims are free, but I do not have a pound for the locker as I used my last pound on food and milk on the way home.
I have a few days of no money, no nothing, bus pass run out today too.




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