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

Last Updated: 17.06.2025 14:19

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

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!

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

She found it foreign!.

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.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

Im still living with it.

Especially a lifetime of it.

How does growing up in chaos affect a child as they become an adult?

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

I was awaken between 2-3am by a voice that said “Hey”. Literally right next to my ear. Sounded like a males voice, but it wasn’t stern or deep. What could this mean?

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

Would this be the day?

I could never make a relationship work though!

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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!

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

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

Can you write a letter to your first love without mentioning his/her name?

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

How can I handle my distrust and jealousy for my partner?

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

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

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

Is it normal to hate my dog, but feel too guilty to get rid of him?

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

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

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

Why is pure dopamine not a recreational drug? And if it was wouldn’t it be the most addictive and fairly side effect free?

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

Who is the greatest light welterweight boxer of all time?

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

How do I convince flat earthers that the earth is round?

He knew the spot.

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

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.

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

Comes on , in middle age.

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

He was dying to do it , i knew.

I have no regrets .

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

I said to her

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

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

Was to survive, this bastard.

So, i spoilt her more .

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

I don,t even have a pension.

I couldn’t, believe it.

I will be 64.

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

We all went to grammer schools

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

But, we were locked up after school.

This is soul school!.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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!

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

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

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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.

She loved him until the end.

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

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.

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

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,

And i lived it daily.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

What did i know ?

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

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

We were not on the streets..

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

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

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.

My life is so biszare .

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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.)

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.

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

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

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

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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!

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

She married twice! .

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

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!

Put me off passion for life!!

I know ,a lot about trauma.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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!

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

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 9 years of age.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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.

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 .

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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 writing from the time i was a small child.

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

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

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

She was in good health!

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

My family never makes their pension 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!

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

One cannot live in the past .

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

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

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

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

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 whats the point in blame.

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

I waited trembling.