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

Last Updated: 26.06.2025 16:06

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

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

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.

She was in good health!

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With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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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!

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

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

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Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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Im dying but, im not bitter.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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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!

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

What did i know ?

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

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We all went to grammer schools

My family never makes their pension either.

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

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 was scared of men, in general

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

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

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 loved him until the end.

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

I will be 64.

I was 9 years of age.

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

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

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

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,

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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 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.

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

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!

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

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

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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 it wasn’t much.

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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.

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

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

I said to her

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

Would this be the day?

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

My life is so biszare .

This is soul school!.

We were not on the streets..

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 .

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

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

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

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

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

I have no regrets .

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

Im still living with it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

She wouldn,t have been !

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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.

Put me off passion for life!!

Why did i forgive my father ?

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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.

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

I waited trembling.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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..

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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!

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

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

And i lived it daily.

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

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.

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

He knew the spot.

It was going to be , some day.

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!

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.)

Ive learnt so much.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

I never cut or harmed myself..

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!

When she asked me how she looked .

The only rule us 5 kids had .

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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

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!

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

She married twice! .

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 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.

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

She found it foreign!.

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

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

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

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