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

Last Updated: 23.06.2025 04:27

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

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

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

My life is so biszare .

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

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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One cannot hold on to bitterness.

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

I was 9 years of age.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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!

Why can't my adopted sister accept she is not part of my family because she isn't related? Why can't she stop calling my parents mum and dad?

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

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

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

It is common sense that Joe Biden is ruining America and is unfit to be president, but why are the liberals still supporting him when Trump is obviously a much better fit for office?

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

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

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

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And who doesn’t know suffering?

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

Would this be the day?

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Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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They are buried together, in the same grave..

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

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.

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

All the time i was locked up.

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

What did i know ?

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

She married twice! .

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

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

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

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!

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

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.

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

I will be 64.

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

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

One cannot live in the past .

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

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.

Im still living with it.

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

It was going to be , some day.

This is soul school!.

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.)

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

I write beautiful poetry .

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

I said to her

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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

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

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!

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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 wasn’t taught any boundries, our home ,was like any war zone , and Dad told us, he had bodies buried, under the floor boards.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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.

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

Put me off passion for life!!

Comes on , in middle age.

I never cut or harmed myself..

And i lived it daily.

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

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!

We were not on the streets..

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

I waited trembling.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

She loved him until the end.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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!

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

So, i spoilt her more .

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

She was in good health!

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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!

She found it foreign!.

My family never makes their pension either.

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.

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

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

He knew the spot.

I have no regrets .

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

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

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.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

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

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

But, we were locked up after school.

Especially a lifetime of it.