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

12.06.2025 20:50

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

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.

Why do some of those who believe in a god refuse to consider the possibility they could be wrong?

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

Im still living with it.

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

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

And i lived it daily.

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

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I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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Im dying but, im not bitter.

She wouldn,t have been !

All the time i was locked up.

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

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.

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

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

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

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I waited trembling.

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

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

My blog is new. I need 10 article posts for my blog. How much should I pay for it?

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

I was seconnd youngest,

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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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19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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I said to her

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

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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.

I don,t even have a pension.

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 will be 64.

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!

This is soul school!.

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

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

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

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

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!

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

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

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

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

My life is so biszare .

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

My family never makes their pension either.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

She loved him until the end.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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!

One cannot live in the past .

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

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.

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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 .

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

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,

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

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

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!

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

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

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

When she asked me how she looked .

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

Comes on , in middle age.

She married twice! .

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

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

I could never make a relationship work though!

Ive learnt so much.

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

We were not on the streets..

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

So whats the point in blame.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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.

He knew the spot.

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

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

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

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.)

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.

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

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

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

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 was scared of men, in general

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

We all went to grammer schools

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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

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

She found it foreign!.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

Who then, do I blame.?

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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.

Would this be the day?

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

What did i know ?

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

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.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

I couldn’t, believe it.

I never cut or harmed myself..

I have no regrets .

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

I was 9 years of age.

So, i spoilt her more .

I write beautiful poetry .

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

She was in good health!

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