I am most angry at myself for not listening to my gut in the early years when I had my first rude awakenings. I should have headed for the door.
I was still in the love-bombed stage and people were friendly to me back then and inviting me everywhere. All this friendliness and people saying not to pay attention to people's imperfection was what made me hang around - ever optimistic that it would get better. Too bad the internet wasn't around back then. I would have extricated myself from this trap sooner than I did.