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

15.06.2025 23:51

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

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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..

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Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

I have no regrets .

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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.

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

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

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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.

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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.)

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

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

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 couldn’t, believe it.

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

How does growing up in chaos affect a child as they become an adult?

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

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

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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!

I was seconnd youngest,

He knew the spot.

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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

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

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

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Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

I waited trembling.

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

I write beautiful poetry .

I will be 64.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

She found it foreign!.

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!

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

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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

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

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

We all went to grammer schools

We were not on the streets..

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

I was very sick at this time too.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

Comes on , in middle age.

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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

She was in good health!

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 ?

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

What did i know ?

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

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

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!

Would this be the day?

I was scared of men, in general

I said to her

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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!

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

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

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

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

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

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

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.

Ive learnt so much.

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.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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

She married twice! .

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

Im still living with it.

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

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

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

One cannot live in the past .

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

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

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

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!

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)

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

This is soul school!.

My family never makes their pension either.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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 life is so biszare .

All the time i was locked up.

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

And i lived it daily.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

So, i spoilt her more .

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

She loved him until the end.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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 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.

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

I was 9 years of age.

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

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

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