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

Last Updated: 17.06.2025 03:27

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

He knew the spot.

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

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

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

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

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

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I was 9 years of age.

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

Why do men choose to marry a plain Jane woman over a pretty woman?

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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This is how, and why children get BPD.

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,

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

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When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

Are you already having anal sex?

Who then, do I blame.?

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

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So, i spoilt her more .

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

Why don't I want to talk to my girlfriend when she loves me a lot? I feel bored.

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

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

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

When did you realize that your childhood was not normal?

Im still living with it.

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

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

How do you know if your husband loves you truly and deeply?

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

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..

Put me off passion for life!!

I couldn’t, believe it.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

When she asked me how she looked .

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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.)

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

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

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.

What did i know ?

He resisted the act ,that day.

My life is so biszare .

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

I said to her

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

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

One cannot live in the past .

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!

We were not on the streets..

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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.

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

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

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 suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

I don,t even have a pension.

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

This is soul school!.

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

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 was very sick at this time too.

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

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

She found it foreign!.

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

I will be 64.

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

Would this be the day?

(And it was in our own minds.)

So whats the point in blame.

She was in good health!

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

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

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

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

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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 think the readers, may guess!

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

I have no regrets .

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

It was going to be , some day.

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.

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.

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

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

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

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

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 .

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

She loved him until the end.

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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.

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

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!

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

I write beautiful poetry .

Comes on , in middle age.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

I waited trembling.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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.

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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

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

And i lived it daily.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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!

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

She married twice! .

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