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

13.06.2025 11:40

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

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

He knew the spot.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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.

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But, we were locked up after school.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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 .

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

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

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I know ,a lot about trauma.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

Where can I sell naked pics of myself online?

As i do to all so called friends.?

Where the ultimate outsiders.

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

How do you leave a relationship when you are still in love?

I will be 64.

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

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

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She was in good health!

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

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

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

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

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

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Comes on , in middle age.

Who then, do I blame.?

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

She found it foreign!.

What transforms the philosophical intellect?

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

I’m running away I live in Indiana what states near by are safe I’m 12 no comments?

I said to her

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

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All the time i was locked up.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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.

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

What did i know ?

So whats the point in blame.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

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

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

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

Im still living with it.

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

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

Put me off passion for life!!

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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!

Would this be the day?

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

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

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

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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.

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

One cannot live in the past .

They are buried together, in the same grave..

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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!

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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,

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

This is soul school!.

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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!

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

We were not on the streets..

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

She loved him until the end.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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.

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.

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

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.)

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

Ive learnt so much.

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!

When she asked me how she looked .

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

So, i spoilt her more .

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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

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

She married twice! .

And i lived it daily.

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

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

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

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

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.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

I have no regrets .

My life is so biszare .

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

(And it was in our own minds.)

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!

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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 could never make a relationship work though!

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!

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

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

I waited trembling.

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .