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

Last Updated: 19.06.2025 08:54

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

How do I know if I am a bitch? I try to be a nice person but people often jokingly call me a bitch. My family calls me a bitch sometimes too.

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

And i lived it daily.

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

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

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

She was in good health!

Why has my ex moved on so fast after years of being together with me?

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

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 .

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

Do you anal play alone?

He was dying to do it , i knew.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

He resisted the act ,that day.

Have you ever been forced to dress like a girl?

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

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

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

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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.)

We were not on the streets..

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,

Is it possible to revive a dead person in real life with black magic?

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.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

Is it because Trump is impulsive that he is never on time?

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

What did i know ?

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

My scammer is blackmailing me. If I don't pay 300 euros, he will send my intimate photos to my relatives. What should I do?

I was seconnd youngest,

My family never makes their pension either.

Why did i forgive my father ?

I couldn’t, believe it.

This is soul school!.

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

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

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

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.

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

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

She loved him until the end.

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.

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

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

I will be 64.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She found it foreign!.

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

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!

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

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

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

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

Would this be the day?

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

It was going to be , some day.

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

I was 9 years of age.

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

I never cut or harmed myself..

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

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

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

My mum and dad in the seventies!

He knew the spot.

One cannot live in the past .

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.

And who doesn’t know suffering?

She married twice! .

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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!

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

Comes on , in middle age.

I waited trembling.

Especially a lifetime of it.

I was very sick at this time too.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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 was writing from the time i was a small child.

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

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

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.

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.

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

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.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

My life is so biszare .

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

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

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

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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!

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!

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

I think the readers, may guess!

I said to her

So, i spoilt her more .

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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!

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

I have no regrets .

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!

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

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

But ive been too sick for many years..

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

This is how, and why children get BPD.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

I write beautiful poetry .

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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..

Im still living with it.

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

When she asked me how she looked .

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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