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

10.06.2025 09:54

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

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 of course replied” arh beautiful!

I couldn’t, believe it.

In your humble opinion, why does the narcissist mistake kindness for weakness in some people?

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

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

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

Would this be the day?

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I write beautiful poetry .

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!

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

Why do I feel like something bad is going to happen to me?

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

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

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She loved him until the end.

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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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!

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

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

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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

Is it okay if I am not interested to talk to any of my relatives as I saw the real faces in my brother's marriage as none of them helped us rather were a kind of disappointment and were talking bad?

I said to her

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.

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When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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

This is soul school!.

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!

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

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

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

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I could never make a relationship work though!

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

And i lived it daily.

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

She married twice! .

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

My life is so biszare .

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

I was 9 years of age.

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.

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

I was scared of men, in general

What did i know ?

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

She was in good health!

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

I waited trembling.

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

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!

One cannot live in the past .

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

It was going to be , some day.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

Why did i forgive my father ?

He knew the spot.

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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.

Comes on , in middle age.

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

But, we were locked up after school.

She found it foreign!.

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.

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

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

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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.

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

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

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

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

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.

I was very sick at this time too.

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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.)

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

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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 people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

We all went to grammer schools

We were not on the streets..

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

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.

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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 familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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!

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

My family never makes their pension either.

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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.

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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..

And who doesn’t know suffering?

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

I will be 64.

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

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

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

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .