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

13.06.2025 00:03

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

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

Why are men today so pussiefied?

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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She was in good health!

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

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 .

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

And i lived it daily.

So whats the point in blame.

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I waited trembling.

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.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

I have no regrets .

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

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When she asked me how she looked .

Why did i forgive my father ?

This is how, and why children get BPD.

When did you realize that your childhood was not normal?

They are buried together, in the same grave..

Especially a lifetime of it.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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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 were not on the streets..

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

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

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

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

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

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,

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

Would this be the day?

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

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

My life is so biszare .

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

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

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 resisted the act ,that day.

This is soul school!.

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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.)

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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 don,t even have a pension.

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

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

She found it foreign!.

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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.

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.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

One cannot live in the past .

I will be 64.

I was seconnd youngest,

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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.

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

Im still living with it.

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

He knew the spot.

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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!

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

But ive been too sick for many years..

It was going to be , some day.

I said to her

But, we were locked up after school.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

What did i know ?

I think the readers, may guess!

We all went to grammer schools

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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.

My family never makes their pension either.

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.

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

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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!

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

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

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

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

She loved him until the end.

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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.

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.

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

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

She married twice! .

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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