Because no one helped me
You can read on my history to understand why I am that way if you want
Believe me, I tried all I can to get better. One therapist stole money soaked with my own blood from me, destroyed my soul along the process. They were a childhood therapist, someone I once deeply trusted
And to have a father say "They did this for survival" instead of taking the tools to deal with that external problem, he just did nothing and continue to enjoy their sloth nature at home
No one is there for me. My mother barely makes any effort. Although better than my father, still not good enough, still not fighting hard enough for me. Whatever reason it may be, I get the picture that I am not valuable enough to be fought for. Otherwise, people would join my side and help my cause

I also once talked about it with one therapist (I've interviewed many). They seemed to be more impressed from the abusive therapist's personality than being on my side regarding the abuse, and then resorting to becoming mildly authoritarian with me. It's disastrous

You really think most people here are vulnerable? I can barely eat, and I can barely communicate. I can't do any form of work, and you're talking about some generalization that "all members are vulnerable"?
Go ahead, think it's all because of me like most people do. Just keep in mind you'll be proving my point regarding the futility of my life when you do that