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

13.06.2025 03:42

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

I was scared of men, in general

She wouldn,t have been !

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My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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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.

Who then, do I blame.?

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Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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I could never make a relationship work though!

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

So, i spoilt her more .

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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.

What did i know ?

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

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

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

She married twice! .

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

My life is so biszare .

She loved him until the end.

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.

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

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 .

Im still living with it.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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 have no regrets .

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

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

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

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

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

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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!

We all went to grammer schools

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..

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

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

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.

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

I said to her

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.)

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

I was very sick at this time too.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

I was seconnd youngest,

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

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

I was 9 years of age.

She found it foreign!.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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!

It was going to be , some day.

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

I will be 64.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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!

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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!

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

My family never makes their pension either.

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 .

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

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?

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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 only sister also couldn,t make her life work.

She was in good health!

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

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

Would this be the day?

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

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

He knew the spot.

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

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

I waited trembling.

One cannot live in the past .

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

Ive learnt so much.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

This is soul school!.

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

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

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

So whats the point in blame.

I think the readers, may guess!

And i lived it daily.

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

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.

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.

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

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)

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

We were not on the streets..

I know ,a lot about trauma.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.