1. Go,
@Muttly . welcome, btw.
2. Trying to tease out what is my fault, I am semi-horrified to come to the conclusion (at least now, while triggered), that I have a childlike side that is hopeful, trusting, giving the benefit of the doubt to others, vulnerable; and a way-older-than-my-years adult perspective that's seen & lived through way too much, can choose to care nothing about what others think, is caustic, chooses self-harmfully for myself, is numb with little emotional investment, & thinks it's a lot easier to live without believing in others at all, understanding or forgiveness is moot.
3. Compounded with that is reading all these threads, though mostly not family but nonetheless applicable, where people either say, re: the sufferers do they care or not? Or, why do they leave? Or conversely, I've had enough. Or even worse yet- to me even worse than abuse, since that is openly obvious- I'm staying out of guilt/ I said I wouldn't leave. Ugh. It sounds like sufferers are charity cases or as*holes.
4. My childlike qualities are a lot nicer. But I'm an adult.
5. Guess it's tired of reaching for hope, giving the benefit of the doubt, being vulnerable or caring , or even thinking what I think matters. It doesn't.