Hi peeps,

I wandered in and out of the churches and was busily fed cups of tea by random church people who know my name and my tea habit.

Then I settled down and read my books. Eventually I ate some lunch and a bit later I went seeking a pot of tea.
I found a street church busily doing a service and they reminded me of my beloved shouty people so I allowed them to borrow me.
Then I had my pot of tea.
Here I am, drinking tea.

I will go back to my books soon.
Oh peeps, I love my life and my peeps, and I am terrified of the day coming when this is all taken off me.
I am happy.

Apart from the horror beyond belief of what is going on with the church of england. If only God would simply literally smite them, the whole lot and leave me to settle quiet and peaceful and simply not wake up one day, just peacefully slip from being where I am happy to not waking up.

I am asking to not go ahead with Tuesday.
I cannot do any more, peeps, I fought as hard as I could but I was wiped out by that meeting on Tuesday, because despite being told it was nothing to do with me, I was slandered and damaged by it.
and the backlash never ends, both here, with the stress affecting those who are trying to help me, and there as they continue relentlessly to slander me.
I am defeated and I want this to end. There is no way I can get my side of things accross.

The sun is shining and shortly I will return to reading my books.