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My Brother, Brothers Wreck and I

By Nayuka Gorrie

I was only eighteen months when my little brother came along.

We had a lot of love in our family. Mum says I was Mummy’s Little Helper and we did everything together, but amidst all that love was the threat and realisation of violence. My then step-father was a violent man and we were lucky to make it out. Before I understood my own identity as a fully realised person, I understood myself as a big sister. I knew there was a little person I was helping make sense of the world… (click to read full article)