Oldest daughter of two parents who were the youngest child and raised by their oldest sister.
I dropped my parents and youngest siblings. I had to, to figure out who I was and what I needed to be healthy. They think it is my role to serve them and their role is to be my demanding child(ren). It worked well for them. None of them could see my perspective. To them this is what I was just supposed to do and be, according to God and country.
I am free now. I don't miss them. I know they miss me. I hear through my children they are waiting for me to realize we can't change things like this and come back and take my role. They will be waiting for the rest of their lives.
None of this will change until the person being abused stops the abuse. They benefit from it. Why would you question something that works for you?