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

Last Updated: 29.06.2025 04:54

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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 boyfriend wants to break up over too many petty arguments. To me, they are molehills because I truly love him & don't really think twice about them. If he loved me would he work through it?

She married twice! .

And who doesn’t know suffering?

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

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

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Who then, do I blame.?

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..

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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!

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

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!

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

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

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

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

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His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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!

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

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.

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

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

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

Quis sed officia eum accusantium animi.

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

Why did i forgive my father ?

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

Where the ultimate outsiders.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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 of course replied” arh beautiful!

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 was writing from the time i was a small child.

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.

He knew the spot.

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

She was in good health!

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

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

But it wasn’t much.

He resisted the act ,that day.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

All the time i was locked up.

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

I think the readers, may guess!

I said to her

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 found it foreign!.

I never cut or harmed myself..

This is soul school!.

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

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

What did i know ?

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.

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

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

Im still living with it.

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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.

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

She loved him until the end.

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

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!

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

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

I will be 64.

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

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 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 were not on the streets..

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

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

We all went to grammer schools

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Would this be the day?

And i lived it daily.

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 .

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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 was scared of men, in general

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

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

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

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

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

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 had hoped to write a book about this .

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,

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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

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

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

I waited trembling.

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

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

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

My life is so biszare .

I couldn’t, believe it.

Was to survive, this bastard.

They are buried together, in the same grave..

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

It was going to be , some day.