I grew up in about as close as this world gets to the world of SR. At least in that universe I'd have a chance to make my abusers spontaneously combust, with my woman-beating, grave-desecrating ex at the top of that list. That, or in the case I'm not lucky enough to awaken, bat the lashes of my big blue eyes and get a street mage to do it for me.
Hell, I started playing SR as a form of therapy. It's proven surprisingly effective.