Watch 'Stutz' on Netflix, OP.
It's Jonah Hill doing a film about his therapist, Phil Stutz. And yes, it's flawed but it's very human and there are really good things you can take away from it.
I've been in therapy for some time now and for me, this documentary was very emotional and good and reminding me that we can quiet the noise and dampen the war within us and crucially, have peace in our day.
I think if you can get to a place where you no longer even seek justice, where you feel nothing but love in your heart, you've won at life (it is self love, believe me- not forgiveness of the person who hurt you but just an insistence on living in a loving space, accepting all of who and what you are, and just not really giving much energy to that pain or to them. And crucially, not making you, yourself, about the pain they once, in the past (!), inflicted).
Live a life with meaning. Find your meaning, OP. I know everything I've written sounds annoyingly trite, but I've really had to learn this after my marriage ended for excrutiating reasons that I will never come to terms with; my ex husband sexually abused our daughter for 5 years. I've spent the last year dealing with criminal proceedings, my brother died, I'd been recovering from a heart attack/cardiac arrest caused by my artery tearing while simply out walking the dog. And when I learned what my then-husband had done to our daughter, and what and who he was as a person, well, I can't emphasise how painful that was. I won't try to go there right now. My point is NOT 'pity me'. My point is, life throws you violently off the plank. It is faith catches and carries you back to the bow of your ship, your most forward point (that's my own made up psych-babble! ). And you can navigate its waters again, with courage, with hope, with more ability than before.
I really like this quote by Seneca, the Stoic philosopher:
Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.