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:

Tuesday, 6 May 2014

Tuesday Morning

Good morning,

Well here I am awake and a bit better.

It was 1am before I slept again, I am not pleased that my routine is being mucked up by those brutes in the CofE.

It is impossible to plan my schedules when I am shaky and unsure what I will be able to do or how I will be damaged next.
I really need to make sure I am on checkpoint for the weekend rather than walking, etc, and I need the CofE to leave me alone to live my life, they aren't harassing my abuser, why are they harassing me?

Well anyway, last night I slept from 1am and woke this morning at a reasonable time, I had been dreaming, fraught and tense dreams but not nightmares.

So here I am, sitting in my early morning chair, where I am supposed take time out to read, think and study, none of which I am doing, thanks to the church of England.

I have had several cups of tea but no breakfast, and I need to sort myself out and become presentable and go down to the drop-in.

How can I convey to the wretched CofE how much they wreck my world with their silly games?

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