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

11.06.2025 13:05

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

I was very sick at this time too.

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All the time i was locked up.

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

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

Have you ever dealt with a Christian narcissist?

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

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

She was in good health!

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We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

How do I change a truck’s engine oil?

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..

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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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.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

I listened to Kamala Harris speech she gave in North Carolina. I support 100% of what she said. I am more and more in favor of a Kamala Harris presidency if Biden becomes unable to be our president! Do you find yourself supporting Kamala Harris now?

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

Is there a possibility that we are living in a simulation and that there is a concept of rebirth?

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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I was 9 years of age.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

Im still living with it.

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

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

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

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She married twice! .

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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

I will be 64.

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

This is soul school!.

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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!

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

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

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

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

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

I said to her

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 life is so biszare .

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

She wouldn,t have been !

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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.

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

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!

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

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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 an empath, and i help lots of people.

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

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

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

Who then, do I blame.?

And who doesn’t know suffering?

When she asked me how she looked .

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 .

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

He knew the spot.

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

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

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

She found it foreign!.

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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 was writing from the time i was a small child.

Would this be the day?

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

Put me off passion for life!!

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

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

I waited trembling.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

And i lived it daily.

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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.

(And it was in our own minds.)

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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!

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

So whats the point in blame.

He resisted the act ,that day.

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.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

We were not on the streets..

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!

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

I write beautiful poetry .

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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.

What did i know ?

I was seconnd youngest,

I was scared of men, in general

But it wasn’t much.

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.

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

It was going to be , some day.

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!

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

I have no regrets .

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

She loved him until the end.

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