Good Friday Evening

Hi peeps,

It has rained and rained.

I couldn't risk Max breaking down from no petrol, so I walked to town in the pouring rain to walk the walk of witness in the pouring rain. It was a nice pouring rain walk. But it made me sad and traumatized. I was glad of the tea and biscuits at the end, I don't have much food. Yesterday's money paid for yesterday's meals and restock of squash and things. Squash is essential as water doesn't make thirst go away.

Normally I would have some money due in the beginning of next week, but the bank has cruelly changed the rules so that due money comes in after the bank holidays and not before.  And even if I had been willing to work today, it has rained hard for the third day in a row and at the moment I have no work for tomorrow.

I feel very low. Welby's lying about being ashamed about abuse is horrific, and as an abuser, he must know his unquestioned lies are making his victim suffer.