Today I know that no one from my past needs to see things the way I do for me to get better and move on. Trying to convince family members of what I have learned through my own journey can be an exercise in futility and delay my progress. First of all, each of us has our own truth that is unique unto itself. Second, we are all at different levels
of understanding and acceptance of who and where we are in life. Each member of my family had different experiences. That I thought they somehow matched up was an illusion. We each experienced our childhoods in our own way and have a right to our own perceptions. I do not have to get anyone to see it my way in order for me to feel comfortable. My truth is my truth, theirs is theirs.

I honor my own experience and personal truth.

If you add to the truth, you subtract from it.
The Talmud