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What’s one positive trait you’ve gained because of BPD?

11.06.2025 07:56

What’s one positive trait you’ve gained because of BPD?

My life is so biszare .

She died young (from the stress and abuse of Big T Trauma) of liver cancer!

We were not on the streets..

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Comes on , in middle age.

What did i know ?

As i do to all so called friends.?

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And as runt ,of the litter .Which of course, i actually was!

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

A line in front of him, from the eldest to the youngest.

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As is all addictions, people can’t leave off.

And ive living now since 2005, on disablement .(Which is a pittance)

I will be 64.

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I am a twin , my twin is a boy called Alan. I had a sister and 2 other brothers

This is how, and why children get BPD.

Who then, do I blame.?

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As i gave and gave ,everything to people, they began to use me.

She found it foreign!.

The only way to get rid of it forgood ,is sommence therapy,

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She said her life with him ,was love, and spoke to me of all the passion, it had brought her.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

Why do some people have loving parents and some do not?

But there where , these other acts only us 2 girls, would receive, (When id have rather had his lump hammer , and chisel.).

I watched his eyes light up and his twisted smile rejoice, in his joy of it all.

He was a brick layer (when he worked at all) and he carried his tools around ,hanging from a money belt.

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I let him have the joy of his friends( that i would never know myself.!)

He said i reminded him of an old aunt ,who used to beat him, and when the menapause came, she was placed in a mental home and never was released ,until she died.

Anyway, i told my husband ,and he was gobsmacked.

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I was scared of men, in general

As she had lost her son ,to fatty liver disease!

I was writing from the time i was a small child.

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But my sister and my other 3 brothers wouldn’t have come near him every again!

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

I don,t even have a pension.

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So, i spoilt her more .

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

I do have abandomment issues but they come from being left alone ,without my mum, or any of my family in a incubator for 4 months.

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.I left my 2 sons and my husband to do it. Instead of spending the day with them

He took out the hammer, and explained again, how the smallest tap ,of this hammer would kill me in a second.

Why ? because Trauma depletes the immune system.you get terribley ill , with chronic disease from all the horror ,and stress of it.

One was a lump hammer, another was a iron chisel.

It will be my last birthday ,as im dying of a brain tumor and 8 other autoimune diseases.

I forgave my father,, and in those years i cleaned and looked after him .

Being very nice and never wanting to say the wrong thing.

Then he’ d take out his beloved lump hammer ,show it to the kids.

Was to survive, this bastard.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

My twin will have involuntary pissed himself, but not me at least not, that day!

And if you hold on to hate you only die inside yourself,!

We didn’t no it wasn;t normal life..we were isolated, and taken from Dublin in Ireland ,where our whole mothers family lived , to Liverpool in England!

She wouldn,t have been !

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

Although he,d calmed down a bit ..he still shouted his orders at me and thought , my older sister would be better at the job..

But it has taught me many things other people will , never know!

We born here on earth , for the soul to learn , the contrast, of heaven.

She stayed with him because she thought he,d grow out of it. He didn’t of course!

I was seconnd youngest,

Im a true spealist, because i study it for years .And i still do..

Those are used to try and block the pain, like that of my life out..

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

At this time i had honed my heart to the same, as that of a lion and i knew i wouldn’t beg or cry ,nor plead.

His abuse (his own) began at 2 years of age. His mothers friend, sexually abused him, from the age of 2.

Put me off passion for life!!

Im dying but, im not bitter.

Due to the real legacy of trauma (B.P.D)

Trauma lives in the body, as ive explained, but it actually this that kills you in the end.

Your thinking ,but those kids would have been street wise?

He’d bring us out ,and we would form the position .

I had hoped to write a book about this .

Thats being isolated in a house, locked up as a child .We never saw any people except in School and we had no relatives in Liverpool!

Took her away on holiday ,with us, my 2 pugs her dog, a Jack Russell.

My only sister also couldn,t make her life work.

I did write a poem about him though, and my mum.

He weighed in at 5 lbs .I was the second born, and i weighed 3 and a half pounds.

She was a women, a mother with her own children!.

Rather to engertic for me ,with my terrible health, but i was left to run the house, it was a Cottage in Dorset.

We wern’t close any more, the family fractured, after my Mothers death, and seeing me annoyed them ,as i was the familys scapegoat..

I was grabbed out of my mother hung upside down, and rushed up to the prenatal ward, to spend 4 mths alone, with, only medical staff.

I write beautiful poetry .

Ive learnt so much.

That life, was meant to be , as the world teaches us great lessons, and leaves us many gifts.

You’d think that being brought up for so long, in those terrible circumsatances ,i would know the ways of people ,and the world, but i wasn,t in , nor of the world .

Even in the coal hole, i said the lines in my head..

And i lived it daily.

He said i’d end up like her, and he laughed his big rolicking bear of a laugh!

They are buried together, in the same grave..

All the time i was locked up.

I got to know the terrible awful childhood, he had himself. And his Jolly Pub Persona.

Her first husband, had been a gay man ,and he was a lovely person.

He isn,t a very sexual person at the best of times!

He call us down, from where ever he stashed each one of us ,that day ! We were kept seperate.!

So whats the point in blame.

Do all the shopping, and cooking and look after all the dogs.

Im still living with it.

But, we were locked up after school.

And when you live in a life , of being terrified, and shocked, and permantly stressed; especially as a child born in to all this .

I might have to go back 30 generations or more..

But it wasn’t much.

My place (mostly )was the coal hole..it was a small room heaped with coal .

So he went home with my mum to her 2 other children.

I waited trembling.

5 of us kids, and it wasn’t a big house.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

On the 31st of Jan this month .

But im a psyci anyway, and i read energy and people, .

I know ,a lot about trauma.

We all went to grammer schools

She was in good health!

He was dying to do it , i knew.

(And it was in our own minds.)

One women pretended to my husband she wanted to see me for coffee ,and make friends.

But ive been too sick for many years..

I couldn’t, believe it.

My family never makes their pension either.

And, all my friends down the years ,where users.

Why did i forgive my father ?

Im constanly in a state of FLIGHT or FIGHT my whole life

But he said ,he was sick of her anyway ,and only put up with her as i had a friend ,and seemed to be happy.

Stress hormones Adrenaline and Cortosol ,would have flooded my brain, and they never left it!!!!

And don,t forget my 4 months alone, in the incubator. Knowing my brother in the womb and my mother voice .The baby knows she’s alone!

Insight, and i can spot a wrongin from 3 miles away.

One cannot live in the past .

She was deluded, and thought she could stay on for the reminder of the holiday!

Where the ultimate outsiders.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

So i became my fathers slave and he hated me the most.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

I worked then as a chef ,and a very good one.

And who doesn’t know suffering?

Then later on when my husband had gone to the bar..she started telling me, that they where having a affair, and that he loved her much more then me ,and other loads of visious lies.

Ther’s very good reasons why i was left alone.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

It comes from Big T Trauma and is no fault of anyone who has it.

My mother wasn’t a tactile women ..only as babes could she touch us. After we grew ,she couldn,t touch any of us.

The apprentership one gets in Extreme Big T Trauma childhood is insight and extreme awarness.

For him, I cleaned and cooked and shopped, and spent the whole day, doing a weeks work) in the only day off, i had, besides Sunday.)

I only stopped writing poetry recently, because , of my brain tumor

He resisted the act ,that day.

I could never make a relationship work though!

They look at me amazed ,and ask me how i could possibly know it?

Everytime, i saw a chronically ill person in middle years.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

This is soul school!.

She loved him until the end.

As i said though i will be 64 on my last birthday!

And as she herself ,wasn’t kissed or touched as a child.

I was 9 years of age.

We were all going out this night to a fancy resteraunt.

Would this be the day?

I forgave my father, and i took care of him ,until his death in 1999..my mum left us on the 29th Jan 1998.

BPD only comes to a person who has suffered childhood trauma.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

It was going to be , some day.

She married twice! .

I had offered the whole expense of the holiday to her, free.

She got all dolled up, but it looked as she was dressed up to play the part of , Florence Nightingale ,as she descended down the cottage stairs ,like a Queen.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

But i went to school ,and was locked up evey evening , until he was off out on a bender..then mum would set us free, and we,d be bouncing off the walls,

One of his many names for me was Runt .He like that it rhymed with (well you know)

Yes, a stroke or heart attack is the reason on your death certificate.

I said to her

Its like, taking poison, and hoping the other person will die.

I have no regrets .

I immediatly know and see what their chidhood was. I tell them you had a awful time in childhood.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

I had many talking therapys , but they just don,t work.

I ended up cooking for her, and bringing her eveywhere with us.

Im kind ,and give many things, inc money ,to any of persons in need. I have a groups of homeless beggars ..i help out daily. They all know me by name!

Especially a lifetime of it.

He had many friends, who didn,t know the home devil he was, for his sake ,i never enlighted them either.

Although we always gave her a kiss on the cheek. She would shrink away from it!

Trauma never leaves you! Its actually lives in the fashia ,of the body .The connective tissue.

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The coal was sharp, and i usually had no underware! So my bare arse ,was cut and rossened on the coal..

He’d sit me down, and stand behind the chair, Then he’d make a great show of his beauty (the chesil )and place it behind my neck ,at the base!

And i know him well ,and every thing about him. This relationship, is the only real one iIve been able to keep!

I wasn’t taught any boundries, our home ,was like any war zone , and Dad told us, he had bodies buried, under the floor boards.

Its a big thing in the States for the last 25 years.

As his daughter ,he didn’t even think I wouldn,t do it. (Look after him)

He knew the spot.

My dad was a alcholic psychopath, and violent in the extreme.

I was the most vunerable of my siblings. I was born small ,and was sickly ,and of course none of us could ever thrive!

I never cut or harmed myself..

Because , i didnt have the heart to hurt my friend.!.

He did pay me though, i made him (.After i’d trudged miles to get his pension ) Before ,it all was gone, over the pubs counter!

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

I was very sick at this time too.

I only knew my twisted world , and there, is no choice for a child but to live in it. Or Die in it!

I think the readers, may guess!

But i am married 43 years to my husband this July !

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

But im an empath, and i help lots of people.

When she asked me how she looked .

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.