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

Last Updated: 18.06.2025 14:54

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

I’m a man. Why do I always fantasize about men’s cock? I don’t want a relationship with the man, I just want to suck his cock.

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

Why am I so tired of the keto diet?

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

We were not on the streets..

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

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

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 it wasn’t much.

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

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

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I was 9 years of age.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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(And it was in our own minds.)

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

How often do you watch the news on TV?

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

Why do foolish atheists think their strange delusional theories are facts?

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

Ive learnt so much.

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.

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Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

Why is the covert narcissist actively avoiding me when they see me everyday?

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

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

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

Who writes and reads novels nowadays?

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

I couldn’t, believe it.

I waited trembling.

I write beautiful poetry .

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

I don,t even have a pension.

She loved him until the end.

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

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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.

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

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

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

Was to survive, this bastard.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

And i lived it daily.

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

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

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

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..

When she asked me how she looked .

I had hoped to write a book about this .

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

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

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.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

He resisted the act ,that day.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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!

This is soul school!.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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.

I was scared of men, in general

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

One cannot live in the past .

Im still living with it.

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

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

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!

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

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

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

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 .

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

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

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.

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

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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.

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.)

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

She married twice! .

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

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

She was in good health!

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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!

Why did i forgive my father ?

All the time i was locked up.

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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.

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

I will be 64.

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!

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

Would this be the day?

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

I said to her

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

It was going to be , some day.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

What did i know ?

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

My life is so biszare .

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

She found it foreign!.

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

He knew the spot.

So whats the point in blame.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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