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

12.06.2025 08:22

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

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!

My family never makes their pension either.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

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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,

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

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

And i lived it daily.

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

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When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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This is soul school!.

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

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We all went to grammer schools

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

She found it foreign!.

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He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

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But im dying ,and its too late for me.

But, we were locked up after school.

What did i know ?

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I don,t even have a pension.

They are buried together, in the same grave..

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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.

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

Put me off passion for life!!

So, i spoilt her more .

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

I write beautiful poetry .

I could never make a relationship work though!

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.

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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

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.

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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.

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

I will be 64.

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

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

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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 .

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

I think the readers, may guess!

He knew the spot.

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

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

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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 of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

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

Im still living with it.

I was seconnd youngest,

I was 9 years of age.

She loved him until the end.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

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

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!

We were not on the streets..

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

Why did i forgive my father ?

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

On the 31st of Jan this month .

So whats the point in blame.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

My life is so biszare .

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!

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

One cannot live in the past .

I was very sick at this time too.

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

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

I waited trembling.

She was in good health!

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!

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

Would this be the day?

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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.

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

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

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

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!

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

She married twice! .

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

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

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

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.)

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!

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

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

I said to her

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..

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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