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

Last Updated: 19.06.2025 23:44

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

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

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

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

How can someone in your family purposely try to destroy your reputation?

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 cannot hold on to bitterness.

What if you were the only and last person left on Earth. How will you survive and what would you do with your life?

Im still living with it.

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

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

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

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

I will be 64.

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She found it foreign!.

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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She wouldn,t have been !

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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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.

So, i spoilt her more .

I was scared of men, in general

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Ive learnt so much.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

Would this be the day?

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

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 waited trembling.

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

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

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

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..

It was going to be , some day.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

I have no regrets .

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

Who then, do I blame.?

She was in good health!

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

She married twice! .

Put me off passion for life!!

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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

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

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

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.)

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

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!

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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.

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

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

.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!

I said to her

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!

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

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

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

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

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

We were not on the streets..

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

What did i know ?

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

I was seconnd youngest,

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 .

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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!

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

This is soul school!.

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

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

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.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

But it wasn’t much.

My life is so biszare .

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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.

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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.

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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.

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

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 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.

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

My family never makes their pension either.

I was 9 years of age.

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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 loved him until the end.

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

I don,t even have a pension.

He knew the spot.

All the time i was locked up.

One cannot live in the past .

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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.

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.