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, 23 March 2015

Monday morning

Good morning,

Well I had a troubled night, nightmares, sad dreams that JM kept trying to come back into my life and I couldn't let her and I didn't know why, because in my dream I had no memory of the horrors of what has happened, just sadness, and there was a funeral.

I woke at 2am and the cat was making a noise, and I went to the loo, felt sad, and slept again, I was hot and restless and uncomfortable. I need to adjust the pillows and support my head better.

I woke feeling grumpy, the linens look like they were never ironed and the cat doesn't care, he is installed on the bed and he hasn't been ironed either.

I am not doing much this morning, I feel low and achy and generally crap. I have eaten and showered and made the bed and tidied around.

I am working this afternoon.

The DWP sent me another gobbledegook letter.

It is a grey cloudy day, time to say 'Monday! Blah!'.

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