Some of the lives the people I work with have lived are truly horrific.
Attitudes are changing, slowly, but they are. Things that used to be swept under the carpet are now in the open. The shame once heaped upon the victim is now heaped upon the abuser - and prison sentences are imposed.
The people I work with have independent advocates, and some are involved with Social Services (I hosted a SW visit today, she was thrilled with how my dude is settling in and how happy he is - I was shocked that she seemed like an actual human being!)
Funding for residential care is from Social Services and the NHS. Companies like the one I work for make a fat profit - but at the expense of staff wages, not residents. And there are a fair few people like me around who do it because quality of life for them means quality of life for them. I don't get much above minimum wage, but I only work 7 days in 14 and have spent the last week building the stage set and making the costumes for the Christmas Nativity play - on their time. On Friday I'm working overtime and will be making Christmas cakes with 3 more able residents to give as gifts to the other houses in group - we're all friends and visit regularly.
Sorry for the long post, I just wanted to say that there is a little hope out there for the future. DNiece is lucky that she has 2 uncles, me as aunty-out-of-law, and a younger brother. Not everyone has that. And some form of supported living may be best for her further down the line, who knows?