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

Last Updated: 20.06.2025 10:50

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

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

What can I say to a scammer who thinks he loves me, but I don't want to be scammed?

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

Why do men like to have sex with a woman's ass?

I will be 64.

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!

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

Can you give an example of a documentary where the person telling the story believed it to be true, but it turned out to be false?

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

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 was in good health!

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Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

If a narcissist can't feel remorse, can they ever feel regret for an evil act after going to rehab?

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

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

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

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When she asked me how she looked .

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

Why do some people believe that Homelander would be no match for Superman or Thor?

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

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

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

Can a mother forget her child after she puts him or her up for adoption?

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

My life is so biszare .

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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.

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.)

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

It was going to be , some day.

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

I have no regrets .

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

Ive learnt so much.

I was scared of men, in general

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

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

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

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,

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Im dying but, im not bitter.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

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!

She found it foreign!.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

The only rule us 5 kids had .

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

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

Im still living with it.

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

I don,t even have a pension.

I said to her

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

This is soul school!.

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

What did i know ?

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

And i lived it daily.

I was seconnd youngest,

And who doesn’t know suffering?

Where the ultimate outsiders.

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

So, i spoilt her more .

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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!

Comes on , in middle age.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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.

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

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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.

He knew the spot.

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

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 was 9 years of age.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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!

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

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

She married twice! .

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

Would this be the day?

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

I waited trembling.

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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.

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 .

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.

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

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 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.

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

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.

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

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