Thursday Morning

Eventually I slept last night,
I woke this morning in the same despair as has been recently, and as dizzy and sick as usual.

I took painkillers and did acupressure and plugged into a cup of tea.

Then I went to the shop, some money was in, so I got milk and a something to eat and some phone credit.

I do not have much money to spare, and can do very little about it.
The deadlock continues, while there hundreds of pounds owed to me with no way of me getting that money.

I notice my stalkerstat making a fuss of this blog yesterday and not the other, and then 'vanishing' of the main feed.
Is this a sign that the diocese are waiting for the police to find me?

I am here, sick, tired and waiting. There has to be an end somehow somewhere.