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:

Saturday, 8 November 2014

Saturday lunchtime

Good lunchtime,

Well I struggled to get to sleep, and I had a bad night with violent nightmares, absolutely shocking.

I woke very upset, and nightmares tend to trigger flashbacks,

So not good, but I recovered, a few cups of tea later.

I had some fruit, got my gym and swim things together and biked down to the front, the wind was galeforce and the sea was roaring, I tried to bike along but was blown along, with foam and sand hitting me, and trying to get back was a nightmare, so I went inland to get up to the leisure centre, but the wind was still blowing me over the road.

I got to the leisure centre and did a gym routine and then swam, the leisure centre is crowded at weekends but I managed, I have done a gym session today so that I can have a low day tomorrow and do monday, wednesday, friday gym next week, which suits everything better with the week I have ahead, and I have gym assessment on Friday.

I had a shower at the leisure centre and came back into town, wheeling the bike, I got something from the computer shop and then made my way back down the front.
The waves were now coming over the wall and over the road, even crashing right over the beach cafe, Jersey people imagine St. Aubins Bay and the front.
Even when I stood on the beach road that goes off the front, the waves came over and crashed down near me.

I tried to bike home down the beach road but the wind is ferocious and was sending me over the road. It is not safe biking weather.

I came home and did lunch, chicken, lettuce, cucumber, tomato, carrot, some light homous and philadelphia, and a bit of yesterday's fish. I could do a merangue nest with fat free yogurt and fruit for afters.
I am sitting listening to the sea roaring like mad, it is awesome.

My two new swimsuits just arrived, so I will try them on.

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