When my C-PTSD finally exploded a couple of years ago, I approached my family for help.
Relayed though one brother, I was informed that none of my four brothers and sisters or mother were admitting that any abuse happened.
The perfect family had parts for everyone to play supporting the dysfunction. My mother actually told me nothing ever happened!
My healing would be without family support, so what. Nothing new. I just wanted to share that my life has its parts that do not fit and parts I have had to accept and stay present. I do not understand the reasons for many thing, however I live in this moment and these things do not enter my consciousness unless I share, like this.