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

10.06.2025 15:51

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

Im still living with it.

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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.

I have no regrets .

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

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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.

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

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The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

I had hoped to write a book about this .

But, we were locked up after school.

There was this one weird Bollywood movie that was released in the 2000s. Amitabh Bachchan was starring with another actress and the story was about how the old guy (Amitabh Bachchan) fell in love with the young woman. What is the name of this movie?

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

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

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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.

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

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When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

(And it was in our own minds.)

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She found it foreign!.

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.

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

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So whats the point in blame.

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..

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

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I did it because my mum asked me too!

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.

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

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

What did i know ?

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

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

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

The only rule us 5 kids had .

I couldn’t, believe it.

She loved him until the end.

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

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

My life is so biszare .

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

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.

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

I don,t even have a pension.

She married twice! .

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.

All the time i was locked up.

When she asked me how she looked .

Put me off passion for life!!

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..

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

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

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 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.

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

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!

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

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!.

I waited trembling.

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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

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

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

I will be 64.

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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 she had lost her son ,to fatty liver disease!

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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,

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

Ive learnt so much.

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 .

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

He knew the spot.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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!

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

But it wasn’t much.

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

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

My family never makes their pension either.

And i lived it daily.

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

We were not on the streets..

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

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

I said to her

She wouldn,t have been !

I write beautiful poetry .

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

I was 9 years of age.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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

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

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

He was dying to do it , i knew.

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

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

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

I was scared of men, in general

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

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.

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

One cannot live in the past .

It was going to be , some day.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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

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!

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, .

I was very sick at this time too.

Would this be the day?

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!

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

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

Especially a lifetime of it.

Who then, do I blame.?

We all went to grammer schools

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.

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

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

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

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.)

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

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

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

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

She was in good health!

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

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

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

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

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

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 was a lump hammer, another was a iron chisel.

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

This is soul school!.

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

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

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