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

Last Updated: 27.06.2025 00:08

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

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

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

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!

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

She loved him until the end.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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I write beautiful poetry .

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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.)

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But, we were locked up after school.

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.

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

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I was very sick at this time too.

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.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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Was to survive, this bastard.

Im still living with it.

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

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

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!

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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

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!

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And who doesn’t know suffering?

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

I have no regrets .

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!

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

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

My life is so biszare .

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

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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.

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

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

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

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

We all went to grammer schools

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

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..

Put me off passion for life!!

So, i spoilt her more .

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,

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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!

I said to her

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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!

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

Especially a lifetime of it.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

She found it foreign!.

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

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

You don’ t get a state one here , in England ? until your at least 67 yrs old ! Im 63.

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

She was in good health!

She married twice! .

All the time i was locked up.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

I waited trembling.

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

What did i know ?

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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.

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

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

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.

It was going to be , some day.

This is soul school!.

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

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

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

Comes on , in middle age.

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was 9 years of age.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Where the ultimate outsiders.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

One cannot live in the past .

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

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

We were not on the streets..

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.

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

He knew the spot.

And i lived it daily.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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.

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

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

Would this be the day?

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

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

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.

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

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 .

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

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

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

I will be 64.