Midnight Tuesday - Wednesday

Good evening,

A very quiet day, blogging, I also booted myself out for my walk.
I had a quiet walk, I scraped some small change together for a chocolate bar at the shop, because my food supply is so low, I am living on soup and a home made fruit loaf that a kind Catholic lady gave me recently.

I never say much about my home, do I? Only that I clean and tidy all the time, recently it has been tricky here, with leaks and no lights, and now even the cooking facilities are failing.
I don't want to grumble about my home, because I am kind of used to it and have not been launched on by the diocese and police here, no-one has come after me yet, and I am almost able to sleep,
I do tend to wake up sick in the morning, even with a neck support, but I almost sleep enough, not the long refreshing sleeps of the streets, where, as you will have read, I used to sleep and wake feeling 'comfy', indoors is not like that because of my spine and the heat, but I learned to live here, and thus it would be good if I can stay put for a while.

I have blogged a lot on the other blog, and that has helped me pull out of the raw horror and misery that hit me again recently, it will keep doing that, that is a fact, and it is a fact that no mental health service could do anything about, they would only put strain on me by making me talk about it, and therapy will be no instant cure when I resume it, there is years of work ahead, unless someone could help me with intensive treatment somewhere effective.