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

09.06.2025 05:46

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

This is soul school!.

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

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I will be 64.

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,

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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She found it foreign!.

Im still living with it.

And i lived it daily.

Why is it rare for someone to despise both the Democrats and Republicans?

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.

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

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

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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 .

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

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

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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I never cut or harmed myself..

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

How mentally ill are Republicans who think Trump is mentally sane? He literally said immigrants eat pets.

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

How come Jesus died on Friday and rose on Sunday? That's not 3 days and three nights.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

But ive been too sick for many years..

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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!

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

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

What would explain Trump blaming Ukraine for starting the war with Russia?

She was in good health!

I was scared of men, in general

So, i spoilt her more .

We were not on the streets..

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.)

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

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!

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

We all went to grammer schools

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

He knew the spot.

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

I was 9 years of age.

My family never makes their pension either.

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!

She married twice! .

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.

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!

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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 grabbed out of my mother hung upside down, and rushed up to the prenatal ward, to spend 4 mths alone, with, only medical staff.

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

I said to her

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

(And it was in our own minds.)

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.

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

I could never make a relationship work though!

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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 wouldn,t have been !

I couldn’t, believe it.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

When she asked me how she looked .

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

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

What did i know ?

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

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

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..

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

Ive learnt so much.

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

I don,t even have a pension.

My life is so biszare .

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

Would this be the day?

But, we were locked up after school.

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.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

She loved him until the end.

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

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

I waited trembling.

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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.

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

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

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.).

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