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

Last Updated: 26.06.2025 14:03

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

The only rule us 5 kids had .

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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!

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

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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.

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 mum and dad in the seventies!

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

I said to her

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

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

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He was dying to do it , i knew.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

She was in good health!

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It was going to be , some day.

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

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

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I could never make a relationship work though!

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

What happened in a tent while you were camping that you will never forget?

Especially a lifetime of it.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

Who then, do I blame.?

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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 might have to go back 30 generations or more..

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

My life is so biszare .

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

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

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

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.

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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 .

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

This is soul school!.

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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.

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.

She married twice! .

What did i know ?

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

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

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

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

I will be 64.

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

She loved him until the end.

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

And i lived it daily.

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

One cannot live in the past .

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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!

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

I waited trembling.

But it wasn’t much.

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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!

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

She found it foreign!.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We all went to grammer schools

He knew the spot.

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

I was 9 years of age.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

Would this be the day?

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

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

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

My family never makes their pension either.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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.

All the time i was locked up.

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

I think the readers, may guess!

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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 have no regrets .

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

So whats the point in blame.

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,

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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!

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

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

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

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.

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

So, i spoilt her more .

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

I was scared of men, in general

We were not on the streets..

I don,t even have a pension.