I am posting after a long time. I am not seeking a solution. I am just documenting for people ,however anonymous ,to know that the D-day where I realize that everything was a lie and all my efforts a waste is here . All my life I lived for my family. My mom a sufferer of NPD and the first exploiter of the goodness of my heart who ,I am still looking after in my house thinks of me poorly and badmouths me in the neighborhood. I was tremendously attached to my brother and could do everything for him. I have realized that he was only using me to keep his life smooth. When you are blinded by love ,you cannot see through people that well. My brother's wife primarily got married to get the US citizenship. She got the kind of life and in laws 99 percent of Indian girls only dream of. She chose to kick us all out of their lives. And Boy! she worked very smartly at that. Full marks to her. My husband's family is a typically exploitative Indian family. My husband a typical insecure smothering Indian male. I have kids. I live for I have my responsibilities towards them.I'll see that I fulfill each one of them. Unlike men I cannot just quit. But really ,I just want to live alone in a quiet corner of the world where no one knows me or speaks my language or vice versa. But that is not an option for a woman. So I live on. Here .Inside my cage. One day at a time. Thankful that the last day is over. Stressed that there is another one to pass. There are so many more to go.