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:

Thursday, 20 March 2014

Thursday Afternoon

Good afternoon,
Well this morning I made another attempt to break out of this deadlock,
and was told to go back next week.
In the meantime, what do I live on?

I went to the welfare and they patted me on the head and gave me a full meal and some good company.

I have been utterly exhausted today, and still am, I am back in bed, this exhaution and pain that doesn't seem to be the injuries, comes and goes and always has, 'fibromyalgia' and 'allergic reaction' have been the sugegstions, but it remains a mystery, I am as tired as if I was a normal person who had run a race, and actually when I used to run, it didn't leave me feeling this bad.
This 'illness' ws noticable from the other day when I could hardly swim, onwards.

All I can do is go back to bed.
I am not normally  a bed in the daytime person, and normally I feel bad about resting, but I can't do much else.

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