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, 11 November 2014

Tuesday evening

Good evening,

Bed time here, I dread sleep because of nightmares but I am tired.

I set off for the post office, gym and doctor surgery/pharmacy, but I was reluctant, and as I dragged myself tiredly up the road, someone had left a bus lying around so I wandered onto it and went for a bus ride, which was not in my schedule at all.

I came home eventually.

This evening I have been doing housework and paperwork and just drifting.

Tomorrow I have an adoptive mum to collect from the travel terminal later in the morning, I may get a gym session if I am up early enough and I will do post office and prescription things.

The rain and wind continue, and it is cold.

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