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:

Friday, 1 August 2014

Friday Night

Good evening,
The flat is clean, the rubbish out, and I have had a brief walk with my radio.
My neighbour kindly left some magazines for me, I don't often read women's magazines but I am quite happy to.
On twitter we are campaigning for vulnerable abuse victim Melanie Shaw, she has been imprisoned and is suffering, and there was no real case against her.
It reminds me of me, voiceless, imprisoned in Jersey, told by the woman elected to represent me that I was wrong and had no case.

There is a trend for abuse survivors to be imprisoned, villified and made out to be insane, since I became an activist, this year, I have spoken to and met hundreds of people who have been through similar, and it is horrifying, in this day and age, that abusers in power can keep doing this, unchecked.

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