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, 25 January 2017

Wednesday Morning

Good morning peeps,

Yesterday I just felt urgh, and I didn't feel like doing anything, and this new stalkerstat with the linux browser kept coming onto the blog to see if I was updating, so I didn't.

I was supposed to have a study day yesterday but I didn't. I just did the housework and struggled.

It's funny, last night the flashbacks were more about my estranged family than anything else, and I dreamed about them in the night.
Well at least that is premonition to ignore, because they mean as much to me as the black bags in the rubbish bin, and that is all they will ever mean to me. I prefer adoptive family who give me loads of space, don't talk a lot, and don't abuse me or call me a liar over abuse. My birth family are a bunch of bastards.

It is foggy at the moment so I am not sure about going to work. It's a bit different from working on the team, where turning up was a good idea, my work is my own and I can probably delay it. No one is expecting me, I would just be turning up and working.

Someone has bought a whole load of my books all at once, the ones about the church of england.

That was an awful cup of tea, I hope the next one is better.

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