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

Last Updated: 22.06.2025 00:33

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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I don,t even have a pension.

Especially a lifetime of it.

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I think the readers, may guess!

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

I was very sick at this time too.

When was the first time your wife had beastiality?

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

I waited trembling.

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

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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Thats was my nicest nick name for him

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

I said to her

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

When do you start "growing old"?

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

I have no regrets .

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

Why do some people enjoy being dominated?

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!

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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What did i know ?

My mum and dad in the seventies!

I was 9 years of age.

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

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

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

Why do we still feel attached or jealous when a covert narcissist moves on, even after realizing their toxicity and the suffering they caused?

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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Would this be the day?

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

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

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She married twice! .

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.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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.)

This is soul school!.

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

Comes on , in middle age.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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..

And i lived it daily.

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

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

He knew the spot.

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

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.

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

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

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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 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!

One cannot live in the past .

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

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

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

I will be 64.

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

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

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 of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

She found it foreign!.

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

So whats the point in blame.

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!

They are buried together, in the same grave..

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Im still living with it.

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

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

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

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!

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

She was in good health!

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

So, i spoilt her more .

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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.

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.

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

My life is so biszare .

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

Im dying but, im not bitter.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

She loved him until the end.

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!

But it wasn’t much.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

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

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

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

We were not on the streets..

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

We all went to grammer schools

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

My family never makes their pension either.