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

16.06.2025 02:37

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

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

I have no regrets .

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

Is it possible for sociopaths to feel genuine remorse for their actions or thoughts towards others, even if they are skilled at hiding it from others?

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

How do I find a transgender girlfriend?

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

Atheists claim that Earth is 10 billion years old, yet there are no fossils that old. What do you have to say for yourselves for lying?

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

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

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

Are democrats eating crow?

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

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

What is the scariest thing that ever happened in your life?

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

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!

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!

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

But ive been too sick for many years..

If a person stops thinking one or two words in a second or half second means he had stopped thinking for half second?

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

Atheists who have read the Bible and think that contains immoral things, why do you assume that?

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.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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I never cut or harmed myself..

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

I waited trembling.

What made you feel satisfied about your life today?

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

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!

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

We were not on the streets..

I write beautiful poetry .

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

Would this be the day?

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

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

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

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

What did i know ?

He knew the spot.

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

I was seconnd youngest,

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

Who then, do I blame.?

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

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 very sick at this time too.

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

My life is so biszare .

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

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

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

She loved him until the end.

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

Comes on , in middle age.

She married twice! .

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!

All the time i was locked up.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

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

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

The only rule us 5 kids had .

She was in good health!

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

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

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 .

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!

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

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

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 writing from the time i was a small child.

One cannot live in the past .

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

I will be 64.

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

I said to her

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

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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.)

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 !

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

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.

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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 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.

We all went to grammer schools

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

Im still living with it.

Especially a lifetime of it.

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.

My family never makes their pension either.

This is soul school!.

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

Where the ultimate outsiders.

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

And i lived it daily.

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

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

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.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

Was to survive, this bastard.

Ive learnt so much.

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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..

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

It was going to be , some day.

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

I was scared of men, in general

As i do to all so called friends.?

She found it foreign!.

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

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

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