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

Last Updated: 21.06.2025 05:19

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

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

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

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

How do you get started in bestiality with a dog as a male?

19 years ,i spent with dear old papa.

But, we were locked up after school.

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

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And who doesn’t know suffering?

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

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

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She died at 55 of colon cancer.

She wouldn,t have been !

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

Could some kind lady post me a photo of her hairy spread pussy? It has become extremely difficult to find new amateur photos and I would be infinitely grateful.

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

One cannot hold on to bitterness.

What did i know ?

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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!

All the time i was locked up.

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

I waited trembling.

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

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I never cut or harmed myself..

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

But ive been too sick for many years..

How would you feel about your husband allowing a mutual friend to see you naked and exposed to show off your pussy?

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

Thats was my nicest nick name for him

This is how, and why children get BPD.

Why would my ex block me after I blocked him?

With Catholic nuns and Church on Sundays.

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

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

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

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.

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

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!

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

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!

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

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 was dying to do it , i knew.

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

We all went to grammer schools

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

I had hoped to write a book about this .

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

I don,t even have a pension.

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

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

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.

She was in good health!

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

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

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

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.

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

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

I said to her

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

She found it foreign!.

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

When he wanted one of his lessons to be taught!

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

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.

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

Anyway ,i could never hold on to a relationship.

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.

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

They are buried together, in the same grave..

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

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

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

I was very sick at this time too.

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

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

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,

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

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

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

Ive learnt so much.

I was 9 years of age.

As i do to all so called friends.?

He knew the spot.

It was going to be , some day.

I of course replied” arh beautiful!

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

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

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

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

My family never makes their pension either.

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

So, i spoilt her more .

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

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

I could never make a relationship work though!

I was seconnd youngest,

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

This is soul school!.

On the 31st of Jan this month .

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

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

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.

Why do we forgive? Because if we don,t

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.

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

But im dying ,and its too late for me.

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

Who then, do I blame.?

Mine was extreme ,and lasted 19 years

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 .

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..

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

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

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.

But it wasn’t much.

We could never speak unless he spoke to us!

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

We were not on the streets..

My life is so biszare .

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

(And it was in our own minds.)

I suffer greatly, because of BPD..

I will be 64.

Also my liver and lungs are fatally diseased!

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

One cannot live in the past .

Im dying but, im not bitter.

I think the readers, may guess!

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

Its mostly always from childhood abuse .

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

Another so called friend had bit the dust..

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.

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

I was scared of men, in general

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

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

So whats the point in blame.

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

Was to survive, this bastard.

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

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!

When she asked me how she looked .

Would this be the day?

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

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

He resisted the act ,that day.

The only rule us 5 kids had .

I know ,a lot about trauma.

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

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

She married twice! .

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

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

Youll pack your bags and leave Dorset.

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

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

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

I couldn’t, believe it.

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

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

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

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

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.)

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

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

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.

I write beautiful poetry .

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 have no regrets .

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

My mum and dad in the seventies!

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

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

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

The same beautiful brown eyes my mother loved so much!

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

Especially a lifetime of it.

Comes on , in middle age.

His mum and dad ,were Alcoholics!

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

Like some twisted love , they where addicted to each other

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

My familys so full of ancestral BIG T Trauma.

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

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

Put me off passion for life!!

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

Because huge Trauma like mine is alive.

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

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

I did it because my mum asked me too!

Why did i forgive my father ?

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

She loved him until the end.

But people really die of the Big T Trauma!!

And i lived it daily.