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

15.06.2025 16:45

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

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

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

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

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I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

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Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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I waited trembling.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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I said to her

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

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

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When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

I will be 64.

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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All the time i was locked up.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

On the 31st of Jan this month .

Why do some women squirt and some don't?

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

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

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.

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

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

One cannot live in the past .

Im still living with it.

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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 of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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Put me off passion for life!!

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

So, i spoilt her more .

Was to survive, this bastard.

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, we were locked up after school.

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

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.

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

I was very sick at this time too.

I could never make a relationship work though!

I was scared of men, in general

I know ,a lot about trauma.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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.

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

We were not on the streets..

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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.

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

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

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!

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,

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

Would this be the day?

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

I think the readers, may guess!

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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!

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!

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

She was in good health!

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

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

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

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

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..

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

He resisted the act ,that day.

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!

She found it foreign!.

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

What did i know ?

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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.)

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

But it wasn’t much.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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.

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

This is soul school!.

My life is so biszare .

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

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

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.

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

And i lived it daily.

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

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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 knew the spot.

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

She loved him until the end.

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

They are buried together, in the same grave..

I have no regrets .

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

BPD only comes to a person who has suffered childhood 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.

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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 .

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

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

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

My family never makes their pension either.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

Ive learnt so much.

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

I was 9 years of age.

She married twice! .

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.

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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