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

13.06.2025 16:58

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

I think the readers, may guess!

I was very sick at this time too.

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

Why am I peeing so much without drinking a lot of water? I checked my blood sugar and it is normal. Could it be something else?

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

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

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

What’s something you did a lot as a kid that you don’t miss now that you’re an adult?

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!

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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

I have no regrets .

Would you date/marry a guy younger than you? If no, why not?

I had hoped to write a book about this .

Put me off passion for life!!

I said to her

How many wishes do people get on their birthday?

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

I’ve a dismissive avoidant partner who said that he’s overwhelmed by our relationship and that he wants to break up, how do I get him back?

She wouldn,t have been !

Im still living with it.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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.

What was the craziest place that you had sex with someone in public?

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

I will be 64.

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

Why would a person always be so tired?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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.

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

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

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

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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 of course replied” arh beautiful!

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

What did i know ?

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

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

One cannot live in the past .

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

I was 9 years of age.

He resisted the act ,that day.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

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

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

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.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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 .

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

She was in good health!

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 was scared of men, in general

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.

And i lived it daily.

As i do to all so called friends.?

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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!

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

I write beautiful poetry .

I was seconnd youngest,

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,

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

We were not on the streets..

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

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

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

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!

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

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

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!

I don,t even have a pension.

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

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

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

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

This is soul school!.

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!

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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.)

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

Im dying but, im not bitter.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

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.

Would this be the day?

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

Why did i forgive my father ?

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

She found it foreign!.

It was going to be , some day.

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 waited trembling.

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

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

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

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

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 we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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.

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

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

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

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.

She married twice! .

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

My life is so biszare .

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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

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

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!

They are buried together, in the same grave..

He knew the spot.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

She loved him until the end.