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

12.06.2025 18:21

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

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

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

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

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I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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.

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I write beautiful poetry .

We were not on the streets..

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

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So whats the point in blame.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

I was seconnd youngest,

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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 .

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

She married twice! .

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

(And it was in our own minds.)

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.

I waited trembling.

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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 familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

What did i know ?

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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..

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

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

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.

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!

When she asked me how she looked .

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

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.)

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

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

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

And i lived it daily.

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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!

Put me off passion for life!!

On the 31st of Jan this month .

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

I was 9 years of age.

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

One cannot live in the past .

She loved him until the end.

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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!

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

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

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

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

This is soul school!.

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

My family never makes their pension either.

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!

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 was very sick at this time too.

Ive learnt so much.

As i do to all so called friends.?

But it wasn’t much.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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 was a lump hammer, another was a iron chisel.

She found it foreign!.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

So, i spoilt her more .

Would this be the day?

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

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..

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

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

Im still living with it.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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.

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

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

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

I have no regrets .

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

She was in good health!

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

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

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

He knew the spot.

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

We all went to grammer schools

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!

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

My life is so biszare .

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

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 was going to be , some day.

I said to her

I will be 64.

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