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

Last Updated: 02.07.2025 05:37

What’s one positive trait you’ve gained 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.).

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

She loved him until the end.

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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.

Do you ever feel like you are doing good, but would do better if people hadn’t blamed you or even bothered you? I have gotten lonely, but I always am up to something (creating my destiny).

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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This is soul school!.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

If you received hand-me-downs as a child, how did they make you feel?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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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!

She wouldn,t have been !

I never cut or harmed myself..

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Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

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What did i know ?

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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..

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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.

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

So whats the point in blame.

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I was scared of men, in general

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

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

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

We were not on the streets..

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.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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.)

So, i spoilt her more .

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

I waited trembling.

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

She married twice! .

My life is so biszare .

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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.

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,

She was in good health!

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

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

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

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 .

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

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

We all went to grammer schools

I said to her

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

Would this be the day?

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!

And i lived it daily.

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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

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!

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

I write beautiful poetry .

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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!

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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.

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

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

She found it foreign!.

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

I was very sick at this time too.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

Ive learnt so much.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

I have no regrets .

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

I was 9 years of age.

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

He knew the spot.

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

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

I will be 64.

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

But, we were locked up after school.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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

Im still living with it.

One cannot live in the past .

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

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

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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