Inspired by the WRAP post, lets look at some of my efforts to get help, recover, understand myself and be understood, part 1.

My first ever attempts to understand myself and improve life where when I was a teenager, my Dad wouldn’t accept my leaning difficulties and had frequently physically punished me but that had not improved anything, so I bought my own text books from the money I earned doing a newspaper round, and I taught myself.…

what is life on the streets like as this investigation farce continues?

Rough Sleeper: ‘Between sleeping places’ is a good way of describing me, after months of anti-social behaviour and noise leaving me living in fear and suffering emotionally at night as I felt unsafe, I stopped going back to where I was sleeping. This left me looking for a new ‘home’ and place to store my…

church, real church, not the church of England

This morning I went to church as usual, years of of suffering in the church of england means I still don’t look forward to Sundays, but I love my church and I love my churchpeople. well there was a muddle this morning because the couple due to do tea and coffee after the service were…