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

Last Updated: 03.07.2025 00:55

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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As i do to all so called friends.?

I was seconnd youngest,

But it wasn’t much.

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

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All the time i was locked up.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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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!

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

If my lovely sister sleeps with my boyfriend, what should I do about her?

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

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

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

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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!

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

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

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She was in good health!

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

Comes on , in middle age.

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

This is how, and why children get BPD.

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

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I said to her

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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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..

And i lived it daily.

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.

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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.

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

She loved him until the end.

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

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

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

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I had hoped to write a book about this .

I write beautiful poetry .

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

I waited trembling.

She married twice! .

I know ,a lot about trauma.

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

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

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

She wouldn,t have been !

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.

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

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

I think the readers, may guess!

She found it foreign!.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My life is so biszare .

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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 were all going out this night to a fancy resteraunt.

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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.)

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Im still living with it.

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

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

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 might have to go back 30 generations or more..

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

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

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

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

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

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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 .

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

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

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!

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

So, i spoilt her more .

So whats the point in blame.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

Especially a lifetime of it.

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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

Who then, do I blame.?

When she asked me how she looked .

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

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

One cannot live in the past .

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

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.

(And it was in our own minds.)

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

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

This is soul school!.

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

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

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

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

I never cut or harmed myself..

I don,t even have a pension.

I did it because my mum asked me too!

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.

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

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

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

What did i know ?

We were not on the streets..

I could never make a relationship work though!

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

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

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

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,

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

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!

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.

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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.

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

I was scared of men, in general

He knew the spot.

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

I have no regrets .

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

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

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

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.

My family never makes their pension either.

Ive learnt so much.

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

Why did i forgive my father ?

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I will be 64.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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

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