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

10.06.2025 06:46

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

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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.

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

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.

Why is my elder sister so mean?

And i lived it daily.

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

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

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He knew the spot.

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

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

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

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

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

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

She loved him until the end.

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

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I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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

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

She married twice! .

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

We were not on the streets..

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!

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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.

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

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

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Was to survive, this bastard.

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

This is soul school!.

I write beautiful poetry .

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

Ive learnt so much.

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

My family never makes their pension either.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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!

I waited trembling.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

She found it foreign!.

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

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

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

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

She was in good health!

I will be 64.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

What did i know ?

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

All the time i was locked up.

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

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!

Especially a lifetime of it.

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,

She wouldn,t have been !

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 could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

Would this be the day?

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

When she asked me how she looked .

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

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!

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

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

My life is so biszare .

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

My mum and dad in the seventies!

I was 9 years of age.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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!

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

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..

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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.)

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

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

Im still living with it.

I have no regrets .

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

I said to her

He was dying to do it , i knew.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

But, we were locked up after school.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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 .

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

Who then, do I blame.?

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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.

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.

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