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

Last Updated: 21.06.2025 04:36

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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Put me off passion for life!!

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

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!

What could be the result if I block a covert narc back after he said blocks were going back up, maybe we try this again?

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

I waited trembling.

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

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.)

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

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

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

My life is so biszare .

Has anyone ever had sex with their cousin? How did it start, and would you do it again?

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

One cannot live in the past .

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I was seconnd youngest,

She married twice! .

All the time i was locked up.

Why are there so many single moms in America?

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

Why do flat Earthers exist? Why can’t I see the Sun at night? Is it because Earth is not flat?

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

I was 9 years of age.

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

I will be 64.

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

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

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

He knew the spot.

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

She loved him until the end.

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

Can women learn to squirt?

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

She found it foreign!.

Why are American women so ugly nowadays?

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

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

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

My family never makes their pension either.

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

I said to her

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

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

We all went to grammer schools

We were not on the streets..

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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 .

Im dying but, im not bitter.

It was going to be , some day.

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

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!

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!

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

Im still living with it.

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

She was in good health!

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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.

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

I was scared of men, in general

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.

What did i know ?

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

Who then, do I blame.?

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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!

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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

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

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

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

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.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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.

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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.

So, i spoilt her more .

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

And i lived it daily.

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

She wouldn,t have been !

I did it because my mum asked me too!

But it wasn’t much.

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

Ive learnt so much.

I don,t even have a pension.

This is soul school!.

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

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

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

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

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.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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!

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

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

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!

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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.

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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,

But, we were locked up after school.

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

Would this be the day?

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

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

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

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

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 have no regrets .

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

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