I'm always wondering why I trust the adults in my life. A few I know I can, but others. They seem like monsters, and I'm trapped in their wake. Even my grandparents seem utterly abusive. My parents...only one. But I still wonder why deep in my mind I think to trust any of them. I try to stop them constantly, and get hurt more. What should I do? Really no need to answer, but advice will be listened to. I try to keep my siblings safe, and where do I end up, hurt, crying, lost, depressed, and destroyed. In the end I'm always hurt, but if I never try to stop these things, where would that leave me? With the hurt of knowing that I didn't try, or simply pondering the fact of all of my "why"'s?