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

16.06.2025 09:06

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

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

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 was seconnd youngest,

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Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

I have no regrets .

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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..

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

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

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One cannot live in the past .

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

Is BPD real or just an excuse?

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

All the time i was locked up.

Why is going on a date today so much different than it was when I was young?

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

Would this be the day?

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

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I was scared of men, in general

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

What can you do if you are a full-grown adult, but never experienced being a child?

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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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.

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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This is soul school!.

I said to her

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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.

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

We all went to grammer schools

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

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!

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.

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

It was going to be , some day.

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

He resisted the act ,that day.

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!

What did i know ?

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

My family never makes their pension either.

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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.

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

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

I will be 64.

She found it foreign!.

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

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,

Im dying but, im not bitter.

Why did i forgive my father ?

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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

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

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

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

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

She married twice! .

My mum and dad in the seventies!

I waited trembling.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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..

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

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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.

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

Im still living with it.

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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!

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

She loved him until the end.

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

My life is so biszare .

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

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

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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.

I write beautiful poetry .

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.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

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

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

She was in good health!

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.)

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

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.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

I think the readers, may guess!

He knew the spot.

So whats the point in blame.

We were not on the streets..

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!

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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.

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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!

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

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

I was very sick at this time too.

And i lived it daily.

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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