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

Last Updated: 28.06.2025 01:04

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

Would this be the day?

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

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

This is soul school!.

Im still living with it.

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

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

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

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

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

She found it foreign!.

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Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

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My mum and dad in the seventies!

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..

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!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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She died at 55 of colon cancer.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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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!

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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And i lived it daily.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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!

Who then, do I blame.?

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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 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.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

I was very sick at this time too.

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.

Why did i forgive my father ?

But it wasn’t much.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Comes on , in middle age.

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.)

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

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

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

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

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

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!

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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 said to her

We were not on the streets..

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

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.

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.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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,

He knew the spot.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

I will be 64.

My life is so biszare .

Ive learnt so much.

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

I was 9 years of age.

What did i know ?

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.

We all went to grammer schools

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.

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

The only rule us 5 kids had .

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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 loved him until the end.

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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.

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

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

She was in good health!

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

She married twice! .

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

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..

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

I had hoped to write a book about this .

I write beautiful poetry .

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

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

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!

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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!

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

I waited trembling.

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

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..