As the family illness eats you up, and your hatred and self-loathing fuel your descent into premature dementia, remember this, you cannot harm me. I am surrounded by love and support. We hold each other up as we walk into the blizzard. We face foes like you together. Your sad existence is your own living hell. I will never return to that life. I will never return to your world. You can hold my hand to the fire, and I will not waver.
All that I have can be taken away, and you still will not win because you will still be stuck with yourself.
Take your best shot!
I will not be abused by you or anyone else in this family again.