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

13.06.2025 03:07

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

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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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 .

This is soul school!.

I was 9 years of age.

Why does my girlfriend keep asking me if I love her?

She loved him until the end.

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

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

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

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

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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!

Put me off passion for life!!

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

We were not on the streets..

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I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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All the time i was locked up.

Was to survive, this bastard.

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

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..

Why are most people broke?

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.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

And i lived it daily.

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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,

But it wasn’t much.

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

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

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

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!

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

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

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

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

Comes on , in middle age.

When she asked me how she looked .

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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 was scared of men, in general

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

She was in good health!

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

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

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

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

They are buried together, in the same grave..

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

Who then, do I blame.?

The only rule us 5 kids had .

I have no regrets .

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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 people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

Im still living with it.

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

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

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!

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

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 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 she had lost her son ,to fatty liver disease!

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

What did i know ?

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!

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.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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 had hoped to write a book about this .

He knew the spot.

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!

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

Would this be the day?

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

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

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

My life is so biszare .

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

She married twice! .

I waited trembling.

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

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.)

Im dying but, im not bitter.

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

Ive learnt so much.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

It was going to be , some day.

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

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

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

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

I will be 64.

She found it foreign!.

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

I was seconnd youngest,

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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)

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

I said to her

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

One cannot live in the past .

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

We all went to grammer schools

I was very sick at this time too.