Does it ever get better for us scapegoat kids?

All we do is lose forever. While you’re stuck with chronic nightmares, insomnia, ptsd, cptsd, incest trauma, an autoimmune disease from stress, broke beyond measure, you have to watch the person who did it to you get loved by the whole immediate and family and sent thousands of dollars a month to have fun and spend on useless shit. While you’re deep in debt, scrounging for coins, trapped in shit end jobs that you can’t even keep because you’re so mentally and physically sick. Life is the nightmare that never ends. Since I was little I always told myself ‘it’s going to get better and you have to keep trying/you can’t give up’. But it’s genuinely gotten worse and worse the more I age. There’s no justice, life isn’t fair, and you’re on your own. So what’s the point?