Tuesday Morning

Good morning,

Well here I am awake and a bit better.

It was 1am before I slept again, I am not pleased that my routine is being mucked up by those brutes in the CofE.

It is impossible to plan my schedules when I am shaky and unsure what I will be able to do or how I will be damaged next.
I really need to make sure I am on checkpoint for the weekend rather than walking, etc, and I need the CofE to leave me alone to live my life, they aren't harassing my abuser, why are they harassing me?

Well anyway, last night I slept from 1am and woke this morning at a reasonable time, I had been dreaming, fraught and tense dreams but not nightmares.

So here I am, sitting in my early morning chair, where I am supposed take time out to read, think and study, none of which I am doing, thanks to the church of England.

I have had several cups of tea but no breakfast, and I need to sort myself out and become presentable and go down to the drop-in.

How can I convey to the wretched CofE how much they wreck my world with their silly games?