Thanks for the response. I've been more than willing to try and go deeper with all this. Therapy has become just a cycle of me bitching about dealing with this stuff and then a discussion on things I can do and then a realization that I am doing everything I can do at the moment.

With myself I am more than willing to dig deep and look at the harsh reality of it all. When I try to explore this with others I run into trouble. People shut down or their defense mechanisms kick in and the discussion has to stop before they get too upset. No one else seems to be willing to go there, with the exception of my therapist though I can tell it is difficult/painful for them to listen.

I have been limiting my contact with fam, not that it is hard to, we all live in separate cities. They are very supportive in general, just only capable of dealing with the digestible parts of the abuse. They can get behind the stuff with my stepdad. I haven't even tried to tell them about what happened with my grandmother. The dress stuff met with resistance from all sides.