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

08.06.2025 08:52

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

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

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

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.

What ended your relationship with your best friend?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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I of course replied” arh beautiful!

Where the ultimate outsiders.

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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Would this be the day?

I was 9 years of age.

I never cut or harmed myself..

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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.)

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

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

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

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

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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!

So whats the point in blame.

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

We were not on the streets..

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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.

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.

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

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

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

Im still living with it.

Comes on , in middle age.

And i lived it daily.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

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

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

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

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

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,

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

So, i spoilt her more .

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

I was very sick at this time too.

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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!

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

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.

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

I said to her

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

She found it foreign!.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

I will be 64.

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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.

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

I had hoped to write a book about this .

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

It was going to be , some day.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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 suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

Who then, do I blame.?

The only rule us 5 kids had .

I did it because my mum asked me too!

One cannot live in the past .

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

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.

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

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.

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

She married twice! .

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Ive learnt so much.

What did i know ?

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

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

This is soul school!.

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

Especially a lifetime of it.

My family never makes their pension either.

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

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!

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

All the time i was locked up.

When she asked me how she looked .

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!

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..

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

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

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

She loved him until the end.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

Why did i forgive my father ?

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 .

She was in good health!

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

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

I waited trembling.

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

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

My life is so biszare .

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

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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.

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

He knew the spot.

She died at 55 of colon cancer.