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

Last Updated: 30.06.2025 11:00

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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,

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

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Im dying but, im not bitter.

My family never makes their pension either.

Especially a lifetime of it.

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My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

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

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

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

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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.

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

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Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

Autem nesciunt sint et reprehenderit non fuga beatae et.

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

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

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

I was 9 years of age.

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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All the time i was locked up.

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

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

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

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..

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

I was scared of men, in general

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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.

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

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

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

She found it foreign!.

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

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

He knew the spot.

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

Ive learnt so much.

Why did i forgive my father ?

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

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!

My life is so biszare .

But, we were locked up after school.

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

I said to her

Where the ultimate outsiders.

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

So whats the point in blame.

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

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 could never make a relationship work though!

Comes on , in middle age.

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

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 .

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

What did i know ?

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!

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

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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.

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

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 was very sick at this time too.

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I waited trembling.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Was to survive, this bastard.

I write beautiful poetry .

And i lived it daily.

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

One cannot live in the past .

I had hoped to write a book about this .

When she asked me how she looked .

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

As i do to all so called friends.?

This is soul school!.

We all went to grammer schools

She wouldn,t have been !

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

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

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

Would this be the day?

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 will be 64.

I couldn’t, believe it.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

She was in good health!

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

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

I have no regrets .

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

I was seconnd youngest,

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.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

We were not on the streets..

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

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

Im still living with it.

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

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

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!

She married twice! .

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

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!

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

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.)

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

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

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.

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

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

But ive been too sick for many years..

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

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

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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

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

She loved him until the end.

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 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.