‘He’d talk shit to me before giving me my bagel, then he’d walk me to my building to make sure I got home safe.’

Early childhood was chaotic; my brother and I endured a lot of abuse. Having one another helped. It was sort of: ‘Hey, at least there’s another human with me.’ We’ve handled our trauma differently over the years. My brother doesn’t trust authority, and he’s been arrested in seven different states. It usually involves some sort … Read more