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

Last Updated: 16.06.2025 10:48

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

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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.

How does prayer impact those in need? Is there evidence that God intervenes and improves situations based on our prayers, or is it a psychological belief?

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

Are Turks ashamed of their Islamic heritage?

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

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

Would this be the day?

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

Is Europe willing to risk losing its alliance with the United States, if they choose to continue the war in Ukraine?

As i do to all so called friends.?

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..

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.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

Why do unattractive men assume that a pretty woman like me want them?

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

This is soul school!.

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

My blog is new. I need 10 article posts for my blog. How much should I pay for it?

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

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

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

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

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

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!

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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!

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

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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 could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

One cannot live in the past .

I have no regrets .

I write beautiful poetry .

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

What did i know ?

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

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

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

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.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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!

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

But, we were locked up after school.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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!

She found it foreign!.

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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!

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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 was scared of men, in general

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

She married twice! .

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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,

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

All the time i was locked up.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

My life is so biszare .

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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.)

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

Im still living with it.

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

She wouldn,t have been !

And i lived it daily.

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

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 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 never cut or harmed myself..

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

I don,t even have a pension.

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

He knew the spot.

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

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!

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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

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.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

She was in good health!

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 was writing from the time i was a small child.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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.

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

I waited trembling.

We all went to grammer schools

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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.

I couldn’t, believe it.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

I said to her

I will be 64.

She loved him until the end.

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

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 .

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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