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

Last Updated: 01.07.2025 11:59

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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I said to her

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

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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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..

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

Why have feminists not demanded that females be required to register with the selective service? Are female lives more precious than male lives?

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

How can I help my cat adjust to sleeping in its own room after allowing it to sleep with us as a kitten?

One cannot live in the past .

I couldn’t, believe it.

We were not on the streets..

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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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!

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

I will be 64.

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

What did i know ?

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

What is the most interesting question you can ask to get to know someone?

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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

She loved him until the end.

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

I don,t even have a pension.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

I waited trembling.

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 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.

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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 .

But it wasn’t much.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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!

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

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

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

This is soul school!.

She found it foreign!.

And i lived it daily.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

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

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

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 im dying ,and its too late for me.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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,

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

She was in good health!

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.

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.

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

He knew the spot.

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!

Why did i forgive my father ?

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..

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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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.

My life is so biszare .

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

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

I think the readers, may guess!

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

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

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

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!

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

Would this be the day?

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

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 .

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

All the time i was locked up.

Ive learnt so much.

We all went to grammer schools

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!

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.

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

I was scared of men, in general

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

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

Im still living with it.

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

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

Who then, do I blame.?

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

She married twice! .

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

Thats was my nicest nick name for him