Wow, Towrite.
My Nish mother's father was a fundamentalist preacher who sexually abused his daughters, though she claims "he only tried it with me."
She is 96, I'm 56. I have flung myself into the effort to make the reality of her deep-seated personality different than it is for decades.
She is not different.
But I have let go wanting needing hoping for and now, finally, even wishing for, anything different.
YEARS of therapy revolved around her. Two marriages failed because I lacked the self-worth to pick kind men.
All I can tell you is, I don't know how common that particular family profile is, but...heed my story if you can. It'd be hard to let go of your wishes, but could give you so many happier years.
Hopalong