Bless your heart. I can remember back when I first learned what had been done to me as a child was considered abuse. I became so angry, I started breaking things. Then, I put a number of cans of gasoline in my car and drove to my father's house at night. I sat there for a long while, contemplating rather I should burn his house down with him in it. I am very grateful I did not go through with it. Going to prison for the rest of my life would only have harmed me more, and done nothing to change what had happened.
I learned something recently that I am sharing with you. I hope you take it in the way I mean it. "The past is to be learned from, not lived in." Sure, you tried the revenge thing, but you know it did not make you feel any better. Right?
Now, you are on a good path, and I hope you keep moving forward. Forgiveness of yourself is even harder than forgiving others. At least I have found that to be true.
Midge