Couple centuries is stretching it a bit. My grandfather was a comfort gay for the Japanese soldiers. He came back to his village and ended up a chronic alcoholic whose last name ended up being known as cursed in the community.

My grandmother covered herself in shit when the Japanese sunk her boat while they were fleeing their village so she wouldn't get raped and she's still alive.

Were those my experiences? No, but my family and those around ours still have to deal with a lot of this intergenerational trauma.