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

08.06.2025 01:46

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

It was going to be , some day.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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.

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I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

How can a hacker damage me, realistically?

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

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She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

I said to her

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

What are mean nicknames to call my sister? She is always so mean to me.

We all went to grammer schools

My life is so biszare .

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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I of course replied” arh beautiful!

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

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

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

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She married twice! .

She was in good health!

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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I was seconnd youngest,

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

How do I stop someone from forcing/pestering me to become gay/bisexual when I already want to be straight?

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

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

What did i know ?

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

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.

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

This is soul school!.

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Put me off passion for life!!

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

But it wasn’t 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!

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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 might have to go back 30 generations or more..

So, i spoilt her more .

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

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 had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

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.

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

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

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 did it because my mum asked me too!

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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!

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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 .

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

When she asked me how she looked .

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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!

The only rule us 5 kids had .

I will be 64.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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.

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

I have no regrets .

Would this be the day?

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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 waited trembling.

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

I was scared of men, in general

So whats the point in blame.

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

She loved him until the end.

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

She found it foreign!.

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

We were not on the streets..

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

And i lived it daily.

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.)

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

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 couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

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

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

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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 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.

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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!

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

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.

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

I don,t even have a pension.

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

Im still living with 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 .

He knew the spot.

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

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

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

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.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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