You don't expect me to write meaningful posts on here any more...

Any new readers, this blog goes back to 2013, and most of the meaningful posts can be found in the archive in the sidebar, 2013, 2014, 2015. The church's destruction of me became too severe from late 2014, and no-one was listening, so I started writing the books instead and concentrated on my daily blog.

I continue to write to the church and ask for justice, and each time they receive a letter, instead of responding well, they anxiously check my blog to see if I publish the letter. Most letters I don't publish. But the church's image means more to them than my welfare or justice and that is what all of this has been about.

Sometimes I wake up and instead of suffering the shock and trauma of being a fugitive and branded, I am relieved, because I wake up from dreams of the dead world where the church of england evilangelicals had their grip on me and were emotionally destroying me.
I am glad that is over. I know I mentioned Dorset earlier on the other blog, and even mentioning it, remembering, sparked flashbacks.The only good thing about being damned by the poisonous church of england is that they don't own me any more, and that is a great freedom. They do still have their millstones round my neck, and I am waiting for them to kindly remove those.

The church have had their pounds of flesh, they have destroyed all of me, taken so many pounds that I shouldn't be overweight, but they think they are going to heaven and that I am going to hell.
Damned in life and afterwards.
This one reminds me of the terrible damage the evilangelicals did, they liked this song, it was 'proof' that God will forgive them everything, even destroying a vulnerable adult:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQ6QaZcPphM