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

Last Updated: 25.06.2025 07:43

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

One day, I happened to walk past where my crush was with friends. Then all of a sudden they start laughing, and someone maybe him, goes "freaking (my name) with her freaking hair!" Can anyone offer insights into this? We're in middle school.

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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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.

When she asked me how she looked .

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

But it wasn’t much.

She loved him until the end.

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

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

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

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I have no regrets .

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

It was going to be , some day.

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

And i lived it daily.

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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My family never makes their pension either.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

This is soul school!.

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My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

So, i spoilt her more .

I don,t even have a pension.

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Im dying but, im not bitter.

Would this be the day?

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.

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I was very sick at this time too.

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

We all went to grammer schools

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I was seconnd youngest,

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

I will be 64.

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

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

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

He resisted the act ,that day.

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!

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

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

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

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.

I was 9 years of age.

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

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,

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

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!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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

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

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

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

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

I said to her

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

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

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!

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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 .

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!

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

And who doesn’t know suffering?

My life is so biszare .

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.

She was in good health!

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

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

Im still living with it.

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

BPD only comes to a person who has suffered childhood 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!

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

One cannot live in the past .

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

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

(And it was in our own minds.)

Why did i forgive my father ?

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

I think the readers, may guess!

She found it foreign!.

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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.)

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

I waited trembling.

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

Who then, do I blame.?

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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.

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

He knew the spot.

I was scared of men, in general

She wouldn,t have been !

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

We were not on the streets..

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

I never cut or harmed myself..

What did i know ?

She married twice! .

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

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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!

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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.

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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