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

11.06.2025 12:27

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

I was seconnd youngest,

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Ive learnt so much.

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

She married twice! .

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

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

I said to her

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

One cannot live in the past .

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This is how, and why children get BPD.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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My life is so biszare .

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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Comes on , in middle age.

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

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.)

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I waited trembling.

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.

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

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

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

But it wasn’t much.

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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!

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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We were not on the streets..

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

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

Im still living with it.

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.

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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

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!

(And it was in our own minds.)

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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..

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

What did i know ?

Why did i forgive my father ?

He was dying to do it , i knew.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

She wouldn,t have been !

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

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

I have no regrets .

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

Especially a lifetime of it.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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 .

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

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

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.

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

He knew the spot.

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

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

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.

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

I will be 64.

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

She loved him until the end.

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

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

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.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

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.

This is soul school!.

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

Would this be the day?

So, i spoilt her more .

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

She was in good health!

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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 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,

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

She found it foreign!.

And i lived it daily.

But, we were locked up after school.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

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

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!

I write beautiful poetry .

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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!

On the 31st of Jan this month .