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

Last Updated: 03.07.2025 01:53

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

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

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

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

If your only job was to make people laugh at you and that’s all you were good for, would you be depressed?

She married twice! .

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.)

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

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Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

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

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 did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

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

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

Im dying but, im not bitter.

Do you have any fantasies you are ashamed of?

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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.

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

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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I could never make a relationship work though!

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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!

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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!

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

I waited trembling.

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I was very sick at this time too.

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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He resisted the act ,that day.

Who then, do I blame.?

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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!

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

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

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

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

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

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

She loved him until the end.

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

My life is so biszare .

I don,t even have a pension.

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

It was going to be , some day.

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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,

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

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.

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

Would this be the day?

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

I never cut or harmed myself..

Put me off passion for life!!

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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

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

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!

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

We all went to grammer schools

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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.

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

I said to her

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

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

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

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!

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

Im still living with it.

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

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

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

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

I will be 64.

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

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

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 think the readers, may guess!

This is soul school!.

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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 i do to all so called friends.?

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

She was in good health!

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..

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

Especially a lifetime of it.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

He knew the spot.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

She found it foreign!.

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

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

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.

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

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

But ive been too sick for many years..

I was 9 years of age.

And who doesn’t know suffering?

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

Where the ultimate outsiders.

I had hoped to write a book about this .

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

This is how, and why children get BPD.

We were not on the streets..

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

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

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

And i lived it daily.

One cannot live in the past .

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

What did i know ?

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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 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.

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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 .