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

13.06.2025 01:07

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

We all went to grammer schools

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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My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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.)

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Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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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.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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.

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

She married twice! .

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

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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.

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

Especially a lifetime of it.

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!

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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.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

She loved him until the end.

I will be 64.

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

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

What did i know ?

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

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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!

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

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

Do you think a lot of sociopaths' parents kill themselves for having brought such disgusting evil into the world? How much shame and disgust must they carry?

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!

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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!

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

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

Im still living with it.

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

Im dying but, im not bitter.

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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!

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

She was in good health!

This is soul school!.

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

I was scared of men, in general

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

My life is so biszare .

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

All the time i was locked up.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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!

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

I never cut or harmed myself..

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Would this be the day?

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

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

We were not on the streets..

So whats the point in blame.

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.

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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 think the readers, may guess!

And i lived it daily.

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

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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 .

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

It was going to be , some day.

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

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

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.

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

Comes on , in middle age.

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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.

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

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

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..

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.

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!

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

As i do to all so called 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,

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

I was 9 years of age.

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

I said to her

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

He knew the spot.

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

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

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

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

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

Put me off passion for life!!

One cannot live in the past .

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

I waited trembling.

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

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

She found it foreign!.

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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..

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