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

Last Updated: 20.06.2025 02:29

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

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

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When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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.

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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

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

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

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Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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

I think the readers, may guess!

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

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 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,

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

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

I have no regrets .

Why do you write?

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

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!

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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This is how, and why children get BPD.

I said to her

I never cut or harmed myself..

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

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

I was 9 years of age.

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

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

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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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.

It was going to be , some day.

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

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

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

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

You hold the door open for a lady and she stops in her tracks and screams at you, ‘Don’t hold the door for me! I’ll get it myself!’ What are your feelings or immediate reaction?

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

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.

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

He knew the spot.

Ive learnt so much.

I was very sick at this time too.

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

Im still living with it.

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

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

She found it foreign!.

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

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

This is soul school!.

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

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

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 .

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

And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

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

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

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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

I know ,a lot about trauma.

Comes on , in middle age.

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

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!

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

As i do to all so called friends.?

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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

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

Would this be the day?

So, i spoilt her more .

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

And i lived it daily.

He was dying to do it , i knew.

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

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

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.

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

Was to survive, this bastard.

When she asked me how she looked .

She was in good health!

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!

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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.

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

One cannot live in the past .

She loved him until the end.

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Why did i forgive my father ?

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

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

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

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

My life is so biszare .

He resisted the act ,that day.

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

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.

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

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

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

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

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

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.

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

We were not on the streets..

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

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

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!

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

But it wasn’t much.

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

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

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

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

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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.)

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

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

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

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

I don,t even have a pension.

What did i know ?

Who then, do I blame.?

Im dying but, im not bitter.

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!

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 was scared of men, in general

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

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

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

She married twice! .

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

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

She died at 55 of colon cancer.

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

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

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

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

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

On the 31st of Jan this month .

I will be 64.

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

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

I write beautiful poetry .

Especially a lifetime of it.

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

She wouldn,t have been !

But, we were locked up after school.

My family never makes their pension either.

(And it was in our own minds.)

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

Where the ultimate outsiders.

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

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

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

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

I waited trembling.

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

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

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

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

All the time i was locked up.

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

Put me off passion for life!!

I was seconnd youngest,

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

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