Good morning,
Well I woke up ill, but I can do nothing about the stress from the church, I cannot afford a proper head support, I have to wait until April to get a new gum shield, which may help, because I grind my teeth even during the day now, because of the stress of the Church of England.
I was having nightmares as well, but woke without lasting flashbacks.
I have a free day, there won't be many more of these in the future if I go ahead as a volunteer gardener. Because between the shop and the gardening, and eventually part time paid work if I am lucky, I will be working all the time, it is only the church that will sabotage my work, again, with their henious attacks on my life and character.
I have had a raft of painkillers and still barely feel like facing the world.
Having no money doesn't help.
I have eaten odds and ends, I just need to shower and get dressed.
It feels like there is absolutely nothing to live for, but don't jump in and claim I am suicidal, I gave up on that years ago, I died years ago, this is hell.
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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