Complex Post-traumatic Stress Disorder

My son and husband have betrayed me beyond a couple times.And now, backtracking by munipulating and changing stories and narratives.Both trapped themselves today, outloud, setting the other up.Screwing eachother over, again.Pretending the other is unaware and in on it.Slick but stupid.The phone is only one thing.Involving him, thats saddest lesson forced on me.Im not longer holding space for anyone involved or seeking an outsider activity.They are all involved and Im alone, sick and trying, still, to fix the unfixable.It will be brought up, played and finished, by them.I will have nothing but knowing I tried everything for these two and they continue to cover the truth. No longer will I, put them first.I will treat them, how they treat me.I will finish painting and making my home, mine.no one else does any cleaning or maintaining.I am, the only one organizing, cleaning and trying to fix.I expect someone who sees the value and not only obstacles.Sad and reactive to this last game.It is ridiculous,pathetic and gross.Still.

My son and husband have betrayed me beyond a couple times.And now, backtracking by munipulating and changing stories and narratives.Both trapped themselves today, outloud, setting the other up.Screwing eachother over, again.Pretending the other is unaware and in on it.Slick but stupid.The phone is only one thing.Involving him, thats saddest lesson forced on me.Im not longer holding space for anyone involved or seeking an outsider activity.They are all involved and Im alone, sick and trying, still, to fix the unfixable.It will be brought up, played and finished, by them.I will have nothing but knowing I tried everything for these two and they continue to cover the truth. No longer will I, put them first.I will treat them, how they treat me.I will finish painting and making my home, mine.no one else does any cleaning or maintaining.I am, the only one organizing, cleaning and trying to fix.I expect someone who sees the value and not only obstacles.Sad and reactive to this last game.It is ridiculous,pathetic and gross.Still.

I cleaned and organized the pantry, yesterday.you just dumped a box,of cookies, out in a pile, loose, into the https://drawer.No care, no consideration or bother.it is then, shoved closed.box tossed on the counter.no problem the drawer has a pile of cookies, that will be crumbs https://now.Doesnt matter I cleaned and organized it for the new food to go there, with the box.no problem, I will arrange them, https://again.For the third time this month.

I cleaned and organized the pantry, yesterday.you just dumped a box,of cookies, out in a pile, loose, into the https://drawer.No care, no consideration or bother.it is then, shoved closed.box tossed on the counter.no problem the drawer has a pile of cookies, that will be crumbs https://now.Doesnt matter I cleaned and organized it for the new food to go there, with the box.no problem, I will arrange them, https://again.For the third time this month.

I need to cut my canvases and put them https://away.I honestly don't want to but it is necessary for me to keep https://space.I feel too confined and too exposed now.is that a thing?

How do you feel after those you admired, keep hurting others?
That, keep hurting you, on purpose and intentionally sabotaging your spirit?

How do "healthy" people deal with this?
Do you pause, join in or question it?
Do you judge or ask the targeted person for clarity?
Do you gang up on them with others or single yourself out?
Or do you ignore, turn face and pretend, invalidating the targeted person even more?
Where do others draw the line?
Seriously asking?

Assumptions about others, that turn into gossip and slander, are weak.
I find, offensively gross and https://intolerant.They show, the messangers true colors and character flaws, their own projections and faults.
I often wondered, do they understand this or are they truly, that blind and unaware?