Well I pottered along boringly today, went to my friend's art gallery for a cuppa, it was freezing in there, and I saw my old big issue seller friend, he was messed up from a fight but he can still walk better than me.
I must sort these big issue sellers out so you know who is who, he is an ex-big issue seller now, he is the one who fancied me, I will call him M. and the other two main ones can be 'gloomy' and 'cheerful', and there is one called Luke who I rarely see at the moment, and there is a short one who can be 'shorty'.
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I went to the samaritans and talked rather a lot, actually told them things, Good Lord, what is wrong with me?
I am in constant flashbacks and I wondered why and I remembered how my old counsellor used to say 'did something happen at this time of year?' when I had flashbacks before, yes, it is a year since I was battered about as the police and diocese tried to make me out to be insane.
Here I am at McD's. It is still very cold but last night was something like -18, and tonight and tomorrow the temperature will rise and it may rain and leave ice on the ground as the snow is still lying.
A survivor of Church abuse and cover ups goes on battling for her voice to be heard. A daily account of life after the Diocese of Winchester destroyed her and the slow and painful steps to rebuilding a life.
Introduction
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 http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/
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.
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: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP
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