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

Last Updated: 22.06.2025 06:31

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

But it wasn’t much.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

I waited trembling.

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

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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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.)

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..

What does it feel like to "lose your looks" to age?

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

Et maxime modi eaque sint iure.

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

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!

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

I will be 64.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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I have no regrets .

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

Why don't people like Nickelback?

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

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

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

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

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 never cut or harmed myself..

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

So whats the point in blame.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

And i lived it daily.

I don,t even have a pension.

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.

We were not on the streets..

One cannot live in the past .

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

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.

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

She married twice! .

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

We all went to grammer schools

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.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

What did i know ?

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

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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

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

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

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

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.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

My life is so biszare .

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

I was very sick at this time too.

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

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

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

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

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

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!

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.

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

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)

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

Put me off passion for 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 .

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 .

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

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!

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

My family never makes their pension either.

Who then, do I blame.?

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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,

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

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

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

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

She was in good health!

This is how, and why children get BPD.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

This is soul school!.

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

He knew the spot.

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

I said to her

Would this be the day?

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

She found it foreign!.

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

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

Im still living with it.

Especially a lifetime of it.

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

I was 9 years of age.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

I was seconnd youngest,