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:

Monday, 22 September 2014

Monday Morning

Good morning,

Usually Monday Morning is a drag, because I expect onslaught.

But this morning was worse, because I struggled to sleep last night and had a night of nightmares, and although I woke early, I just couldn't bear to get up, no stupor, no pain, just didn't want to face a world that has been so violently violated by the church through Bob Hill.

Eventually I got up and because I am not ill, just very low and distressed, I have walked through my routines and am fed and dressed with a tidy house and the swim things that should have been hung out yesterday were hung out just now, not ideal but I can't swim until this afternoon anyway as I have to wait in until 1pm for someone.

I have a new person living on my ceiling, it is not the small black spider that I questioned about living arrangements and who has hidden ever since, it is a big buzzy thing, I think they are called combine harvesters.

I must write a belated card to my friend.

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