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

16.06.2025 08:15

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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So, i spoilt her more .

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

We all went to grammer schools

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My life is so biszare .

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.

I will be 64.

Why do I feel so down and not happy anymore? I also feel really tired and non-motivated. Is that normal for someone to feel that way?

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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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With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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One cannot live in the past .

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

Why do some men love sucking cocks?

But ive been too sick for many years..

I waited trembling.

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

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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 family never makes their pension either.

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.)

How can I remove decimals in math?

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

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

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

Why do you think most harem anime and manga have lame male protagonists that would be considered losers and pathetic by most people?

Im still living with it.

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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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So whats the point in blame.

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

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

My ex got into a relationship within 2 weeks after a breakup. What should I 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,

She loved him until the end.

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

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

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

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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 suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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 .

Comes on , in middle age.

I was scared of men, in general

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

This is soul school!.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

When she asked me how she looked .

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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.

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

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

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!

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

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

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!

Would this be the day?

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.

I have no regrets .

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

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

She found it foreign!.

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

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 was 9 years of age.

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!

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..

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

All the time i was locked up.

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

This is how, and why children get BPD.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

Im dying but, im not bitter.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

She wouldn,t have been !

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

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!

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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.

And i lived it daily.

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

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

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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 married twice! .

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

I said to her

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

What did i know ?

We were not on the streets..

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.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

She was in good health!

I was very sick at this time too.

He knew the spot.

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)