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

11.06.2025 04:12

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

And i lived it daily.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

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

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, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

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

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

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He resisted the act ,that day.

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

What did i know ?

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

She found it foreign!.

How do I explain to my husband that my 19-year-old son has accidentally gotten me pregnant?

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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I did it because my mum asked me too!

Especially a lifetime of it.

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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Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

I will be 64.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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!

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 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.

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

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.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

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!

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

(And it was in our own minds.)

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

I write beautiful poetry .

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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..

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

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

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

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.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

He knew the spot.

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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!

I never cut or harmed myself..

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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

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.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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.

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

I don,t even have a pension.

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The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

When she asked me how she looked .

She loved him until the end.

This is soul school!.

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

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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.

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

Would this be the day?

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

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

We were not on the streets..

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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 grabbed out of my mother hung upside down, and rushed up to the prenatal ward, to spend 4 mths alone, with, only medical staff.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

My life is so biszare .

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

I have no regrets .

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

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With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

But it wasn’t much.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

My family never makes their pension either.

I waited trembling.

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

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

She was in good health!

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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 wouldn,t have been !

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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

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!

She married twice! .

So, i spoilt her more .

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

One cannot live in the past .

But im a psyci anyway, and i read energy and 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 know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

Im still living with it.

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

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

I said to her