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

12.06.2025 01:56

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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I was 9 years of age.

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

When she asked me how she looked .

What does it mean when we dream about demons, ghosts, monsters, etc.?

I said to her

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

Why do many men like women's breasts?

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

Why did Cartman love Heidi purely with heart, her being the first one he ever did, but then one day Butters tells him that all women are manipulative and then he began to believe that she was a bad person and pretended to be a victim?

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

Why do wives cheat on their loyal husbands?

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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All the time i was locked up.

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

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

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But it wasn’t much.

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

What did i know ?

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

What made you feel satisfied about your life today?

Im still living with it.

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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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 .

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.

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

I will be 64.

She wouldn,t have been !

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We were not on the streets..

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.

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

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

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

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.)

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

Would this be the day?

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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!

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

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

She found it foreign!.

It was going to be , some day.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

We all went to grammer schools

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

She loved him until the end.

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

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

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

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 family never makes their pension either.

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

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!

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

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

I waited trembling.

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.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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 was in good health!

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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!

So whats the point in blame.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

This is soul school!.

My life is so biszare .

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

I was seconnd youngest,

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

He knew the spot.

I was very sick at this time too.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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!

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

She married twice! .

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!

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,

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

As i do to all so called friends.?

Especially a lifetime of it.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

One cannot live in the past .

He resisted the act ,that day.

Who then, do I blame.?

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

And i lived it daily.

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

I could never make a relationship work though!

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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