My mother was the favourite child in her family, and when my granddad got sick from ink poisoning (this was before OSHA and other rules where you have to wear safety gear when dealing with industrial grade inks) which led to nerve damage (and he was in a class action lawsuit, but never won, as the company was too big to fail), she was left to do the cooking, cleaning, and caretaking while my grandmother worked her ass off. My uncle was too young to help (which was bullshit, he was only a few years younger, he could have helped clean), and her older sister refused to do anything. She was left to be the maid and accepted it as her duty.
This same man was almost a family annihilator because said older sister got pregnant out of wedlock, and my mother had to talk him down to stop him from wiping out the entire family. She said this with a steady voice and a straight face, while inwardly I went, 'What the absolute fuck?' This same man was one of those Greatest Generation who raised Boomers to be robots, and yes, while he had a rough childhood, that is never a reason to make your children afraid of you. If his children made mistakes, they were not allowed to explain why - he punished them. He expected good grades and better behaviour.
This same man also refused to believe my mother when she told him she saved a girl from drowning in a shallow river and was then accused, by him, of trying to drown her. He did not want to hear her side of the story, said, 'Don't you snowball me' and whipped her with his belt so severely she could barely walk the next day. When she told me the full extent of that story, she cried. In all other instances she didn't. She later forgave him not just for that, but for the near family annihilation. It's shit I could never forgive and is borderline insane.
My aunt, by contrast, never forgave him and I always wondered what happened between them and why she acted as she did. She later spiraled into depression and, like I said earlier, lost his shit at her for miscarrying a child she actually wanted, near full term. There was no pity, no understanding. He was just going to fucking kill her.
It's said you are never supposed to trash or insult your ancestors, but when she told me that I was floored. It's one of those, "This man was so sweet when old, how the fuck could he be like this young?" but the signs were there, especially after whipping your daughter and not even allowing her a chance to speak or defend herself. How she forgave him I will never know. It's one of those 'you have to forgive him, he's still your father' Boomer shit that needs to die, honestly. Why should I forgive or understand someone who nearly murdered his entire family?