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

Last Updated: 29.06.2025 01:52

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

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

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

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Another so called friend had bit the dust..

What did i know ?

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

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

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

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.

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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!

I have no regrets .

My family never makes their pension either.

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This is soul school!.

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

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

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

She found it foreign!.

He resisted the act ,that day.

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I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

Im still living with it.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

Why am I sweating so much at night even though my room is really cold?

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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He knew the spot.

She married twice! .

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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

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

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 familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

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

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

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.

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..

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

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

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

Who then, do I blame.?

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

Especially a lifetime of it.

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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,

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

So, i spoilt her more .

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.

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

So whats the point in blame.

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.

But it wasn’t much.

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.)

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

We were not on the streets..

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

I don,t even have a pension.

She was in good health!

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

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

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

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

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

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 was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

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.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

Why did i forgive my father ?

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

I said to her

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

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

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

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

Comes on , in middle age.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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!

And i lived it daily.

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

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!

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

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

I will be 64.

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

Put me off passion for life!!

She wouldn,t have been !

My mum and dad in the seventies!

(And it was in our own minds.)

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!

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

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

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

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

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 .

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

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

The only rule us 5 kids had .

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

Would this be the day?

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

She loved him until the end.

One cannot live in the past .

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

I waited trembling.

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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!

Ive learnt so much.

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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.

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

My life is so biszare .

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!