Hi peeps,
I am back in the cafe, I have done some shopping but mainly for toiletries and essentials, that shows I am anxious, I do anxiety shopping.
I wandered past my church and they borrowed me and reassured me and asked how I was feeling and I told them that I was a bit better than yesterday, so they put me to work, as they do, I was making little prayer stars and being an extra pair of hands as the church was decorated and prepared for Christmas.
Hey, the good forgiving and loving people make my heart cry.
It is raining, and I am drinkling tea and waiting for the phone call from my friend and when she collects me, Christmas begins.
nyaaaahhhh! beepbeep.
I need to go and get a clean spare set of clothes and my little duvet from the store hedge.
And my prezzies.
are you excited, peeps? Its really actually Christmas and that happens as rarely as once a year!
please pray for or hold in your thoughts all the homeless and the poor and struggling and grieving this Christmas.
This is my first Christmas since very long ago.
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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