I've tried

When you grow up with narcissistic parents you will reach a point in your life when you realize just how detrimental and exhausting dealing with negativity can be.

I just reached that point, about an hour ago, finally my brother gave me the cherry my ice cream of shit was missing and I stood up for myself, no longer worried about being a good mártir or a worthy daughter. I just want peace but that piece has to start inside of me first.

So here's my word of encouragement to those who suffer in silence and crucify their sanity daily in the name of peace: you are worthy of respect, dignity and love.