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

Last Updated: 20.06.2025 05:54

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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

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 .

Is it possible to revive a dead person in real life with black magic?

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

Why would my husband cheat on me with an ugly fat woman?

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

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

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

Why have feminists not demanded that females be required to register with the selective service? Are female lives more precious than male lives?

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

I never cut or harmed myself..

Why do people who were very kind and loving once become cold-hearted?

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

Why do Muslims not get HIV/AIDS in spite of having 4 wives and multiple relationships?

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

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

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

How do people break a narcissist man's ego?

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

Why do Indian parents force their kids to do stuff?

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

Would this be the day?

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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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.

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

What type of sex do women prefer, oral, anal, or vaginal?

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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!

How do I maintain and care for granite countertops in a coastal climate like Pompano Beach?

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

Do you feel uncomfortable when you come across cross dressers?

As i do to all so called friends.?

What did i know ?

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

I waited trembling.

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

But it wasn’t much.

It was going to be , some day.

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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!

All the time i was locked up.

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

I said to her

And who doesn’t know suffering?

(And it was in our own minds.)

Im still living with it.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

She married twice! .

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

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

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

I write beautiful poetry .

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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

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

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.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

I was seconnd youngest,

He resisted the act ,that day.

Especially a lifetime of it.

One cannot live in the past .

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

And i lived it daily.

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

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 could never make a relationship work though!

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

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!

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

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

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

He knew the spot.

This is soul school!.

I couldn’t, believe it.

We all went to grammer schools

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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!

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

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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!

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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,

I don,t even have a pension.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

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

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!

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

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

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

My life is so biszare .

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

When she asked me how she looked .

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

She loved him until the end.

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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.)

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

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

She found it foreign!.

I think the readers, may guess!

We were not on the streets..

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

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.

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

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

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 was 9 years of age.

She was in good health!

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

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

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

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

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.

But, we were locked up after school.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

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

I will be 64.

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

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

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