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

Last Updated: 17.06.2025 04:25

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

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

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

She was in good health!

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She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

I said to her

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Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

I always feel very tired after I do some exercises, even after a night's sleep. What's the problem?

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

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

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Im still living with it.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

Has a psychic ever made a crazy prediction that turned out to be true?

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

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

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

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I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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..

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

Dear atheist, do you realise that there is a God watching over you who will one day judge and condemn you for every wrong thing you have said and done before casting you into the lake of fire?

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

What did i know ?

I waited trembling.

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I never cut or harmed myself..

Was to survive, this bastard.

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

Why do I want to suck cock, after smoking methamphetamine?

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

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

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

I think the readers, may guess!

How do I complain on a boy coming to marriage with me without my involvement despite no connection with him though he had an illegal affair?

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

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

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

I have no regrets .

I don,t even have a pension.

But ive been too sick for many years..

So, i spoilt her more .

He knew the spot.

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

My family never makes their pension either.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

She loved him until the end.

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

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

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 was scared of men, in general

I was 9 years of age.

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

When she asked me how she looked .

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

I will be 64.

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

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 .

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

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

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

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

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!

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

I couldn’t, believe 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.

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

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

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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, all my friends down the years ,where users.

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

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

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

We all went to grammer schools

The only rule us 5 kids had .

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

My life is so biszare .

He resisted the act ,that day.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

I was seconnd youngest,

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.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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!

One cannot live in the past .

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.

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

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

This is soul school!.

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

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

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

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.)

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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!

She married twice! .

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!

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

She found it foreign!.

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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.

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

(And it was in our own minds.)

Especially a lifetime of it.

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.

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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,

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

And i lived it daily.

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?

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

We were not on the streets..

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

But it wasn’t much.

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

I could never make a relationship work though!

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.