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

Last Updated: 19.06.2025 00:34

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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.

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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.

We all went to grammer schools

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This is soul school!.

I think the readers, may guess!

I was 9 years of age.

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

A kid threw a stone at my car. I confronted his mom (who was nearby). She said, "You can't prove it was my son." How should I have reacted?

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

I know ,a lot about trauma.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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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!

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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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!

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

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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.

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

Ive learnt so much.

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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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!

My life is so biszare .

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

What does it mean when you dream that your mother died?

But, we were locked up after school.

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.

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

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

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 .

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

But it wasn’t much.

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

Im still living with it.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

All the time i was locked up.

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

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.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

She loved him until the end.

He knew the spot.

I will be 64.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

When she asked me how she looked .

Comes on , in middle age.

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

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

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

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

She wouldn,t have been !

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

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

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

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

We were not on the streets..

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

She was in good health!

Especially a lifetime of it.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Put me off passion for life!!

And i lived it daily.

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

What did i know ?

(And it was in our own minds.)

She married twice! .

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

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

I waited trembling.

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

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

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 don,t even have a pension.

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 said to her

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

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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!

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

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.

Why did i forgive my father ?

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

She found it foreign!.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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.)

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!

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

Would this be the day?

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,

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

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 seconnd youngest,

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

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!