Logo

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

Last Updated: 21.06.2025 07:43

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

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

What are the best Jewish jokes?

Where the ultimate outsiders.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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.

If you believe in God, do you think God can save you from cancer?

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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.

If my boyfriend watches porn, does it mean he doesn’t think I’m good enough? If I am good enough, why does he still watch? Am I not beautiful enough?

She found it foreign!.

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

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

Is it possible for sisters to have different skin, hair colours, and hair types? E.g. hair= wavy, afro, straight, curly, black, brown, blonde, red. Skin colour: brown, peach, light brown and more.

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

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

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

Doctors Say You Might Be Eating Way Too Much Salt — Here’s How To Tell - BuzzFeed

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

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

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..

Did Elon Musk poke fun at Trump amid nationwide 'No Kings' protests? His latest post raises eyebrows - Hindustan Times - Hindustan Times

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

Im still living with it.

Hello I am 17 year old boy and I am interested in transgender why?

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 Teases Big Improvements for Future Updates - Push Square

I think the readers, may guess!

I was seconnd youngest,

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 .

Does turmeric help fight cancer? If so, how?

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

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

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

Why is blood sugar ranging from 70-180 in a day and checked through a glucometer?

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!

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

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

LEGO Fortnite's Switch 2 Release Will Be Followed By A New Game Mode Next Week - Nintendo Life

I never cut or harmed myself..

But it wasn’t much.

But, we were locked up after school.

Why is Nickelback known to be a bad band?

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

My life is so biszare .

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

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

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

And i lived it daily.

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

It was going to be , some day.

I will be 64.

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

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 suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

She loved him until the end.

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

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.

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

So, i spoilt her more .

But ive been too sick for many years..

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

What did i know ?

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

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!

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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 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.

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

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.)

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

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.

When she asked me how she looked .

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

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

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 knew the spot.

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

Ive learnt so much.

She married twice! .

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

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

My mum and dad in the seventies!

I was very sick at this time too.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

We were not on the streets..

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

I was 9 years of age.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

I could never make a relationship work though!

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!

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

Why did i forgive my father ?

Was to survive, this bastard.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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

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

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

This is soul school!.

My family never makes their pension either.

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

I have no regrets .

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

She wouldn,t have been !

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

I said to her

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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)

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

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

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

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

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 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,

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

Would this be the day?

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

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 was in good health!

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!

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

I waited trembling.

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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

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!

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

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.

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

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

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