I went to the Samaritans last night and ended up staying for a few hours, they granted the privilage of a cup of tea and were kind to me, they also said that I appeared to be in a lot of physical pain, in true Aspie style I hadn't really noticed, after all there doesn't seem any point in noticing the pain, but when it is visible to other people it is not so good, so I took painkillers and inhalers, my chest on the right hand side is frequently and seriously painful now.
When I left the Samaritans I went to McD's with my voucher and got a cup of tea, then I went down to soup kitchen, there has been a protest in the square behind soup kitchen and people are camping out, someone from the protest comes over and asks if there are any rough sleepers who want to join them in sleep out.
I am delighted as I was dreading going back to my hedge and being alone in the cold of trauma and the new winter. I turn out to be the only rough sleeper at soup kitchen as well! my scottish friend isn't here, he has been missing for a few days now, so I think he has gone.
I go over and join the protesters on a blanket, the girl introduces herself, an ex rough sleeper and she is gay, she tells me there is plenty of tent space for me, so I go to get my sleeping bag and blankets, there is plenty of tea and food so I am happy, I am going to be in a warm tent among other people and not alone, there is the promise of more food and drinks in the morning.
I go up the road to use the toilet and collect cup of tea stickers from the bin, and when I get back my new friend is already bedded down. I join her in the tent compartment and bed down.