What makes someone stand up for their family in tough situations, and have you ever experienced or witnessed a moment like that?

Do you often at times contemplate life on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean? Would it be a gain, loss or a mixed bag of experiences if you ever moved to be permanently on the other side of it? How different would it & the people be from home?
How can someone who grew up with religious trauma start to separate their personal experiences from broader religious narratives?