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

12.06.2025 01:21

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

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

Why do men say women hit the wall at 24?

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

What is your age now, and what age do you prefer to stay at forever?

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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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!

Would this be the day?

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.

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

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

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

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

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!

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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.

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

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

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

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.)

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

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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!

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

She was in good health!

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

All the time i was locked up.

I was 9 years of age.

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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..

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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 .

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

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!

My family never makes their pension either.

What did i know ?

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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.

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

He knew the spot.

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!

I will be 64.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

I couldn’t, believe it.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

I was seconnd youngest,

The only rule us 5 kids had .

She married twice! .

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

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

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,

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

And i lived it daily.

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

My life is so biszare .

We all went to grammer schools

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

This is soul school!.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

I said to her

I did it because my mum asked me too!

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

I have no regrets .

One cannot live in the past .

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

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

We were not on the streets..

On the 31st of Jan this month .

So, i spoilt her more .

She found it foreign!.

So whats the point in blame.

Comes on , in middle age.

As i do to all so called friends.?

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

She loved him until the end.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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!

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

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

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

I waited trembling.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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.

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

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

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.

When she asked me how she looked .

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.

Im still living with it.

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

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

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