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

12.06.2025 01:25

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

She was in good health!

When have you been in an accident where the other person involved blatantly lied to the police about what transpired?

This is how, and why children get BPD.

It was going to be , some day.

Who then, do I blame.?

What would happen if the Earth stopped spinning for one minute?

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

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

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

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Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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So whats the point in blame.

We all went to grammer schools

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!

What do you think about a sister's love?

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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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.

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

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

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I waited trembling.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

Im still living with it.

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

I write beautiful poetry .

I was 9 years of age.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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 writing from the time i was a small child.

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

She found it foreign!.

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

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,

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

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

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

What did i know ?

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

I said to her

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

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

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.

She married twice! .

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

She loved him until the end.

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

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

Im dying but, im not bitter.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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 seconnd youngest,

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

And i lived it daily.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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!

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

I have no regrets .

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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.)

Put me off passion for life!!

One cannot live in the past .

Would this be the day?

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!

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

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.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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 .

Comes on , in middle age.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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, i spoilt her more .

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 ive been too sick for many years..

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!

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

We were not on the streets..

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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!

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.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

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

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

As i do to all so called friends.?

This is soul school!.

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

But, we were locked up after school.

He resisted the act ,that day.

He knew the spot.

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

My life is so biszare .

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..

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

I will be 64.

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