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

12.06.2025 00:53

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

Im still living with it.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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.

What is unattractive about a nice guy? Why do some women don’t choose nice guys?

We all went to grammer schools

But it wasn’t much.

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

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He knew the spot.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

Was Jesus Christ Jewish?

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

And who doesn’t know suffering?

Are miracles real or do they just have natural explanations?

All the time i was locked up.

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

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She loved him until the end.

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

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

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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!

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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

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

Who is someone that inspires you?

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 .

(And it was in our own minds.)

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

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

I waited trembling.

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.

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.

My life is so biszare .

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

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

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

We were not on the streets..

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

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

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 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 seconnd youngest,

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

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

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

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

And i lived it daily.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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 was very sick at this time too.

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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.

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

I was scared of men, in general

My mum and dad in the seventies!

One cannot live in the past .

He was dying to do it , i knew.

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

I said to her

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

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

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

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

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!

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.

Comes on , in middle age.

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

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!

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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

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.)

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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.

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

This is soul school!.

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.

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was 9 years of age.

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..

It was going to be , some day.

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

She was in good health!

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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,

The only rule us 5 kids had .

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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

I will be 64.

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

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

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!

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

She found it foreign!.

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

What did i know ?

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

She married twice! .

But, we were locked up after school.

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!

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

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

Ive learnt so much.

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Put me off passion for life!!

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!

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

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.

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

She wouldn,t have been !

Would this be the day?

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