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:

Wednesday, 1 July 2015

Wednesday morning

Good morning,

well, I went to bed at 8.30pm but was having flashbacks and bad dreams and distress about the diocese during the night, but the cat was sleeping peacefully on the bed, but he decided to have a major ear-scratching session at about 3am, so I poked him with my foot and he objected and decided to go out.

I had to get up in the night and take meds, and I woke this morning still feeling dreadful, it was so hard to get up and get out on the round, so it was 7am by the time I got out, and it was already hot.

The sea was putting on all it's best waves for the admiring grockles, but I was so hot and tired, I managed to get the round done but I am so hot and so ill.
There is no way this isn't going to end in a thunderstorm, we will have a thunderstorm, I know it :)

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