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

Last Updated: 29.06.2025 00:23

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

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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And who doesn’t know suffering?

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

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

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I said to her

He was dying to do it , i knew.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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And i lived it daily.

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.)

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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He resisted the act ,that day.

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

She was in good health!

I was very sick at this time too.

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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!

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Put me off passion for life!!

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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She loved him until the end.

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

I was scared of men, in general

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

One cannot live in the past .

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

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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.

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

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!

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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 people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

Ive learnt so much.

It was going to be , some day.

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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..

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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!

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

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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

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

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

We were not on the streets..

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 had hoped to write a book about this .

He knew the spot.

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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 im an empath, and i help lots of people.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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.

Im still living with it.

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.

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

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

Would this be the day?

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

What did i know ?

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

I will be 64.

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

This is soul school!.

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

We all went to grammer schools

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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!

All the time i was locked up.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

Im dying but, im not bitter.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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 was writing from the time i was a small child.

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

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

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

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

She found it foreign!.

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 constanly in a state of FLIGHT or FIGHT my whole life

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

She married twice! .

So whats the point in blame.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

I have no regrets .

My life is so biszare .

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

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 waited trembling.

But ive been too sick for many years..

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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