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

12.06.2025 12:03

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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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 .

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

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

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

What did i know ?

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

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

My life is so biszare .

Im dying but, im not bitter.

If you cloned 12 Michael Jordan's and 12 LeBron James' and had Team Jordan vs. James, which team would win the most games?

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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.

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

She wouldn,t have been !

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

I have no regrets .

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

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!

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

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He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

Would this be the day?

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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!

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

Have you ever been humiliated in front of a group of girls and enjoyed it?

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

I said to her

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

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

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I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

To those people in the world who have access to universal healthcare, what experiences could you share with Americans in order for us to understand how it affects your life (positively or negatively)?

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

I was scared of men, in general

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

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..

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

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

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

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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.

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

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

I will be 64.

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

She loved him until the end.

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

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

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

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

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

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.)

We were not on the streets..

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

I write beautiful poetry .

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

He knew the spot.

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

I was 9 years of age.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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.

She was in good health!

As i do to all so called friends.?

So, i spoilt her more .

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

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

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

I waited trembling.

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

When she asked me how she looked .

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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.

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

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.

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

She married twice! .

She found it foreign!.

This is soul school!.

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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!

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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

My family never makes their pension either.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

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

And i lived it daily.

I never cut or harmed myself..

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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..

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.

I think the readers, may guess!

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,

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

Who then, do I blame.?

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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 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.

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

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

It was going to be , some 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.

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

All the time i was locked up.

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!

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

One cannot live in the past .

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

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

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

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!

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

Im still living with it.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t