What happened when I discovered my brother was a sexual predator

Unravelling the central mystery of my childhood taught me the uncomfortable truth about toxic male behavior – and what I, as a man, must do about it

I’ve fallen out of touch with a lot of childhood friends, but how it happened with my Christie was different – more sudden, and at the time, inexplicable.

Christie was my best friend. Her mother, Suzanne, was my mother’s best friend since high school. In adulthood, they would get together for coffee once a week. I can still remember the times I spent listening to both of them hold forth on politics and relationships at the kitchen table while Christie and I would play hide and seek.

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from The Guardian http://ift.tt/2Blzwjo