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

Last Updated: 26.06.2025 12:43

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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So whats the point in blame.

Would this be the day?

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!

If Trump were to lose in 2024, would that be the end of his grip on the Republican Party?

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

It was going to be , some day.

I was 9 years of age.

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I was very sick at this time too.

We were not on the streets..

One cannot live in the past .

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

My family never makes their pension either.

I will be 64.

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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This is how, and why children get BPD.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

When she asked me how she looked .

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

She loved him until the end.

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

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

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!

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

I waited trembling.

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

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.

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!

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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.

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

She found it foreign!.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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.

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

This is soul school!.

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

But it wasn’t 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.

Put me off passion for life!!

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

What did i know ?

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Im still living with it.

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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 .

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

He knew the spot.

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.)

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

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 of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

I have no regrets .

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

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

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..

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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 never cut or harmed myself..

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

Comes on , in middle age.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

I said to her

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

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

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.

My life is so biszare .

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

I write beautiful poetry .

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

She was in good health!

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

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

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

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

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!

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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

And i lived it daily.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

We all went to grammer schools

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

She married twice! .

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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)

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

Was to survive, this bastard.