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

Last Updated: 22.06.2025 11:36

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

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

Would this be the day?

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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I was very sick at this time too.

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!

They are buried together, in the same grave..

Why are so many young teenage boys misogynistic? Where do they get these attitudes from?

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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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.)

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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

How can I plan a zero-waste vacation without compromising on comfort?

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

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

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

How do teachers justify punishing a student for fighting back against their bullies?

I was scared of men, in general

I write beautiful poetry .

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

Why is Elvis Presley so controversial? Why do so many people love him and others despise him?

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

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

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

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Ive learnt so much.

She loved him until the end.

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..

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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..

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

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

We were not on the streets..

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

How do you get a teenage boy to care about hygiene?

So, i spoilt her more .

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

But it wasn’t much.

When a narcissist mad at their new supply, do they take it out on the old supply?

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

We all went to grammer schools

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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

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

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

This is soul school!.

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

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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.

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

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!

Especially a lifetime of it.

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 wasn’t taught any boundries, our home ,was like any war zone , and Dad told us, he had bodies buried, under the floor boards.

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

Who then, do I blame.?

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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.

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

I said to her

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.

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

He knew the spot.

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

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

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

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.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

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

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.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

And i lived it daily.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

As i do to all so called friends.?

My life is so biszare .

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

She married twice! .

Im still living with it.

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

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

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!

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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.

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

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

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

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

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.

I was 9 years of age.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

It was going to be , some day.

What did i know ?

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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

She found it foreign!.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

She was in good health!

She wouldn,t have been !

Put me off passion for life!!

On the 31st of Jan this month .

I waited trembling.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

I will be 64.

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

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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.

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