My older brother is finally getting sober after years struggling with alcohol and occasional pill abuse. That’s great. What’s less awesome is that his “making amends” step has led to a few revelations of things I didn’t even know he did. When the stereo got stolen out of my car a few years back, I assumed it was a random break-in. NOPE! It was my big brother. He also apparently stole money out of my wallet several times when I was in high school and home from college, and–this is the big one–he apparently hooked up with my senior-year girlfriend when he was wasted (neither of them ever told me until now). I want to support him in his recovery, but I’m pissed and hurt. More
