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

14.06.2025 20:38

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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 might have to go back 30 generations or more..

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

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

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

How do you cope when your mother doesn't love you?

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

He knew the spot.

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

When was the first time you suck on a penis?

My mum and dad in the seventies!

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

One cannot live in the past .

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

Do you think there will ever be a movie that features a line such as “You graduated at the top of your class in liberal arts, we need your help”?

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

But it wasn’t much.

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She was in good health!

Im still living with it.

What did i know ?

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

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

I waited trembling.

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

Are there girls here who like group sex?

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

I said to her

What is the most craziest dream you ever had?

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

Why are FtM trans just another type of woman?

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.)

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

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

How do I build rapport with anybody?

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

We were not on the streets..

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

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She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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.

They are buried together, in the same grave..

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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!

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

She married twice! .

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

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 bring us out ,and we would form the position .

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

Was to survive, this bastard.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

When she asked me how she looked .

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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.

Ive learnt so much.

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!

I don,t even have a pension.

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 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.

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

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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.

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

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

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!

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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.

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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!

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

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

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

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!

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

I was scared of men, in general

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

This is soul school!.

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

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!

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

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..

My life is so biszare .

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

Would this be the day?

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

I write beautiful poetry .

She found it foreign!.

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

I will be 64.

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

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

We all went to grammer schools

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

And i lived it daily.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

I have no regrets .

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!

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

I was 9 years of age.