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

12.06.2025 09:28

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

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

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.

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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He knew the spot.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

But, we were locked up after school.

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I never cut or harmed myself..

I was very sick at this time too.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

One cannot live in the past .

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

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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She loved him until the end.

I was 9 years of age.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

Do humans know everything they need to know?

So whats the point in blame.

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.)

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

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And i lived it daily.

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

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

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

What makes you feel guilty the most?

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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.

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

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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..

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

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 .

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

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!

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

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

My life is so biszare .

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

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

Im still living with it.

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 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 .

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

What did i know ?

I write beautiful poetry .

I think the readers, may guess!

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

I was scared of men, in general

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

She married twice! .

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

On the 31st of Jan this month .

I said to her

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

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

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

I will be 64.

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

She was in good health!

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.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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!

Who then, do I blame.?

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

This is soul school!.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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!

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

Would this be the day?

She found it foreign!.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

And who doesn’t know suffering?

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

So, i spoilt her more .

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

I don,t even have a pension.

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

We were not on the streets..

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

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

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.

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

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

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.

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

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.

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

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.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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!

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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 have no regrets .

I waited trembling.

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

I know ,a lot about trauma.