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

11.06.2025 12:04

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

I am 13 and I am planning to run away. What should I do to succeed?

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

I said to her

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

What could be the result if I block a covert narc back after he said blocks were going back up, maybe we try this again?

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

Does believing in God and Satan cause schizophrenia?

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

(And it was in our own minds.)

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With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

She married twice! .

This is soul school!.

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

What did i know ?

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

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

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

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

How can I handle my distrust and jealousy for my partner?

We all went to grammer schools

All the time i was locked up.

I think the readers, may guess!

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It was going to be , some day.

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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Why did i forgive my father ?

So, i spoilt her more .

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.

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

Who then, do I blame.?

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

And i lived it daily.

I waited trembling.

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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

Would this be the day?

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

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..

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

I will be 64.

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.

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

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!

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

We were not on the streets..

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

I was scared of men, in general

She was in good health!

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

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

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

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 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.

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

My mum and dad in the seventies!

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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 .

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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!

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

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

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

I was 9 years of age.

Im still living with it.

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

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

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

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,

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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!

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

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

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

My life is so biszare .

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

Was to survive, this bastard.

She found it foreign!.

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

But it wasn’t much.

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 was very sick at this time too.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

My family never makes their pension either.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

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.

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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.)

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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!

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

She loved him until the end.

He knew the spot.

But, we were locked up after school.

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.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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

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.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

I have no regrets .

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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..

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

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