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

Last Updated: 01.07.2025 17:45

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

I couldn’t, believe it.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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I waited trembling.

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

He knew the spot.

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I was scared of men, in general

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

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

Put me off passion for life!!

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

When she asked me how she looked .

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She married twice! .

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

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

And i lived it daily.

This is soul school!.

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

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.

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

Would this be the day?

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

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

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

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 .

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

Im still living with it.

She found it foreign!.

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

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

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

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 all going out this night to a fancy resteraunt.

It was going to be , some 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!

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

We all went to grammer schools

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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!

What did i know ?

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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..

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

I think the readers, may guess!

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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 never cut or harmed myself..

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

She was in good health!

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

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,

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

I said to her

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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!

But ive been too sick for many years..

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

We were not on the streets..

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

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

I was very sick at this time too.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

My life is so biszare .

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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)

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

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

One cannot live in the past .

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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.

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 was 9 years of age.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

She loved him until the end.

All the time i was locked up.

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

I will be 64.

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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!

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

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

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

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.

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!

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

I was seconnd youngest,

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.

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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.

Comes on , in middle age.

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, all my friends down the years ,where users.

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

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

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.