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

Last Updated: 02.07.2025 11:59

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

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

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 married twice! .

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But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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,

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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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.

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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I don,t even have a pension.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

Especially a lifetime of it.

How can I have an overnight glow-up for school?

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

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!

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

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But, we were locked up after school.

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.

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

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

When she asked me how she looked .

One cannot live in the past .

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

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

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

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 .

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

I said to her

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

We were not on the streets..

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

Im still living with it.

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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 .

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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

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.

So, i spoilt her more .

My life is so biszare .

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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!

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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.

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!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

My mum and dad in the seventies!

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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 it wasn’t much.

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!

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 have no regrets .

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

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.)

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.

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

We all went to grammer schools

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

My family never makes their pension either.

Was to survive, this bastard.

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

I will be 64.

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

And i lived it daily.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

All the time i was locked up.

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

I waited trembling.

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

I think the readers, may guess!

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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!

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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!

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

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

I was 9 years of age.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

She loved him until the end.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

So whats the point in blame.

She wouldn,t have been !

Would this be the day?

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

She found it foreign!.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

What did i know ?

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

This is soul school!.

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

She was in good health!

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

He knew the spot.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!