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

Last Updated: 19.06.2025 06:41

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

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

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

My life is so biszare .

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When British people write X after everything, are they being serious or trying not to be awkward?

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

This is soul school!.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

Would this be the day?

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

I was scared of men, in general

I couldn’t, believe it.

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They are buried together, in the same grave..

She loved him until the end.

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

I caught my neighbor leaving his 12-year-old son home alone and he has not come back in 6 hours. Should I call CPS?

I said to her

He knew the spot.

All the time i was locked up.

Why am I totally different than others? Why do I have a problem with my basic knowledge about society and reality? Why am I dumb and stupid?

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

Ive learnt so much.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

When have you been in an accident where the other person involved blatantly lied to the police about what transpired?

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

I’m running away I live in Indiana what states near by are safe I’m 12 no comments?

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

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

She found it foreign!.

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Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

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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!

We all went to grammer schools

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

When did you realize that your childhood was not normal?

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

But it wasn’t much.

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Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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

How many boxes 600 x 400 x 200 go into a 20ft container?

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

(And it was in our own minds.)

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!

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

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

Im still living with it.

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!

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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!

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

So, i spoilt her more .

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

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

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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.

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

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.

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

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

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

She married twice! .

So whats the point in blame.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

We were not on the streets..

Ther’s very good reasons why i was left 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,

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

She was in good health!

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

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

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!

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 .

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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!

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

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..

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

I was very sick at this time too.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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..

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

What did i know ?

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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.

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 will be 64.

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

And i lived it daily.

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!

He was dying to do it , i knew.

I waited trembling.

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

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

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

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 .

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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.

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

My family never makes their pension either.

But ive been too sick for many years..

And who doesn’t know suffering?

But, we were locked up after school.

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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.)