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 Night

Good evening,

Well, settling back to normal now.

I have just got back from something.

Because my asthma is real bad, I got a referral to health and fitness group which will help me get fitter and lose some weight to help my asthma, which is good, because I wanted that referral, and so I went along to that this evening, and some of it was boring, but in the long run it will help, although as I wait to be destroyed by the diocese again, the long run is hard to imagine, all I can do is live now and keep working on my health, even as I expect to be destroyed, a bit like a prisoner on death row doing the same.

I was treated so nicely at the group, and as always, when I am treated kindly, it reminds me that I am branded for life by the Diocese and I don't 'deserve' kindness, and if these people find out when the whitewash reports are released, I will be shunned.

I was anxious as it was getting dark at the end and it is a few miles away and my bike has no lights, I cannot afford lights, but I need them, I scooted home on the pavement and hoped for the best.
You know how in the countryside it is cold at night and as you bike into the town you feel the heat of the town, it is weirdly noticeable.

Anyway, got home and I am tired, I want an early night. I have various pains and things that are side effects of fibromyalgia, I find sitting for such a long time hard, and my back is killing me.
My back is becoming an increasing problem, so I think I need to go in before my next appointment.

It is a proper autumn night out there, cold, clear and smoky, God has blessed me to live to see the autumn arrive, and I am grateful.

This is a busy week. Tomorrow I have art and I want to start making something for my friends. I can go to craft in the afternoon as well if I want, cos my friends run that. Then my friends are doing a sale on Wednesday and I have been referred to another lunch club for Wednesday, then on Thursday I will be able to go to the new cafe church, I had to miss it last week due to having to wait in for a parcel. Then on Friday some lovely people are bringing me a little oven so I can start cooking healthily (when I can afford food).

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