I found comfort from realizing there was nothing I could do to change anything, so I turned the "justice seeking" over to God. Now I don't have to worry about the hows and whys, I just have to take care of me. When I handed things to God (or the universe, or karma, whatever your belief is), they weren't part of me any more. I believe people get what they deserve in time. Yes, my abusers made me a mess and a complicated puzzle to figure out and while I love puzzles, mine is not that much fun. As time goes on I see things I didn't long ago both about me and the abusers. It's not really forgiveness, it's more like acceptance that I was the least important person in their lives. It is not agreement. It is not compliance. It is a very tough thing to do, but I did it. Acceptance is freeing as you are not focusing so much energy on those things, but can focus on yourself and how to make your life better.