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

11.06.2025 03:08

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

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

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!

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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

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

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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..

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

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

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I couldn’t, believe it.

One cannot live in the past .

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

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

What do people aim for when they meditate, and how do they do it properly?

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 .

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My life is so biszare .

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

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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I never cut or harmed myself..

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

He knew the spot.

Who then, do I blame.?

And i lived it daily.

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

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!

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

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.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

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 said to her

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

I write beautiful poetry .

This is soul school!.

But it wasn’t much.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

It was going to be , some day.

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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.

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

I was very sick at this time too.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

She wouldn,t have been !

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

I was scared of men, in general

She married twice! .

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

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

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

We all went to grammer schools

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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.

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

Im still living with it.

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

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 loved him until the end.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

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

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

What did i know ?

And who doesn’t know suffering?

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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!

I was 9 years of age.

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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

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

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

I waited trembling.

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

I don,t even have a pension.

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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!

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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

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

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

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

We were not on the streets..

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

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

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.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

Put me off passion for life!!

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!

Especially a lifetime of it.

When she asked me how she looked .

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

She found it foreign!.

I will be 64.

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

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.

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

She was in good health!

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.

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

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

Would this be the day?

Was to survive, this bastard.