My mom sexually assaulted my younger brother when he was 11 and she has never acknowledged or apologized for it. She groped him and called him a whore and a heffer (he's trans but in the closet, I'm also tired of having to misgender him in front of family). My mom had a fucked up childhood herself, she was emotionally and physically abused by her stepfather, did drugs and was suicidal as a young adult, may have had a sexually inappropriate relationship with her own mother, and struggles with a litany of mental health issues. My brother doesn't want to confront her about this because of the drama it would bring up, and I don't blame him whatsoever for wanting that. Occasionally and the rage will boil inside me for hours, and I go through scenarios of what I'd say to her in my head until I'm able to bottle my emotions again. I see the way he hurts himself emotionally and physically and I wonder how much our mom has contributed to it. I want my mom to get better but I no longer love her.