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

14.06.2025 00:41

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

I was 9 years of age.

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 huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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

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Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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So, i spoilt her more .

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

How do I rat my boss out for serial cheating on his wife?

When she asked me how she looked .

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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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.

Ive learnt so much.

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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.

My son died seven months ago at the age of 24 how do I know if he’s in heaven and can he see me and hear me and why have I not gotten any signs yet from him or Mom just not seeing the signs how do I know if he’s OK how do I know if he’s happy?

So whats the point in blame.

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.

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

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

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

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What thing happened to you as a child that you haven’t let go of to this day?

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

Im dying but, im not bitter.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

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

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

My family never makes their pension either.

Im still living with it.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

I write beautiful poetry .

I will be 64.

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

Would this be the day?

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

I said to her

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!

She was in good health!

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

They are buried together, in the same grave..

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

We were not on the streets..

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.

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

I waited trembling.

But it wasn’t 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 don,t even have a pension.

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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.

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

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

All the time i was locked up.

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

She married twice! .

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 .

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

What did i know ?

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!

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!

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

He knew the spot.

She found it foreign!.

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

My life is so biszare .

I have no regrets .

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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.

It was going to be , some day.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

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

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

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.)

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

I had hoped to write a book about this .

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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.

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

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

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

And i lived it daily.

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

I was scared of men, in general

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!

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

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.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

She loved him until the end.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

This is soul school!.

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

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

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

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

But ive been too sick for many years..

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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.

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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