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

12.06.2025 05:22

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

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

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

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

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

I will be 64.

We all went to grammer schools

Why cant I motivate myself to go to school (grade 10)?

This is soul school!.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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I have no regrets .

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

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

Why do flat earthers think using globetrotter, globetard, and other insults will make the educated arguer fall for the silly flat-earth belief?

Comes on , in middle age.

She married twice! .

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

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All the time i was locked up.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

Why do we exist, and why are we conscious?

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.

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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What did i know ?

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!

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

One cannot live in the past .

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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!

And who doesn’t know suffering?

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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!

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

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

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

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.

I think the readers, may guess!

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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!

Was to survive, this bastard.

Im still living with it.

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,

I did it because my mum asked me too!

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

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

Would this be the day?

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

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 was 9 years of age.

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.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

Ive learnt so much.

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!

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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 said to her

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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.

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

My life is so biszare .

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.

And i lived it daily.

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.

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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.

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

She was in good health!

I was very sick at this time too.

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

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

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

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

He knew the spot.

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

She found it foreign!.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

It was going to be , some day.

So whats the point in blame.

I was seconnd youngest,

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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..

I waited trembling.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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!

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 .

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

She loved him until the end.

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.)

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

(And it was in our own minds.)

We were not on the streets..

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