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

Last Updated: 02.07.2025 11:52

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

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

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

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

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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.

What did i know ?

I was 9 years of age.

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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.

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

She was in good health!

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

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.

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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.

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

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

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

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,

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I couldn’t, believe it.

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

All the time i was locked up.

But ive been too sick for many years..

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..

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

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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

I said to her

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

We were not on the streets..

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

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

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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

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

And i lived it daily.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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 .

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

I could never make a relationship work though!

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.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

I don,t even have a pension.

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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.)

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

He knew the spot.

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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!

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

When she asked me how she looked .

She loved him until the end.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

She wouldn,t have been !

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

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

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

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!

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

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

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.?

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

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.

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

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

She married twice! .

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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!!!!

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

But it wasn’t much.

I waited trembling.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

My family never makes their pension either.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

Im still living with it.

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

Would this be the day?

Put me off passion for life!!

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 i am married 43 years to my husband this July !

I will be 64.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

She found it foreign!.

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

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

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 know ,a lot about trauma.

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!

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

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!

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

My life is so biszare .

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!

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

One cannot live in the past .

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

I write beautiful poetry .

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

This is soul school!.

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

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