My older brother was the bully. i don’t speak with him much.
Sorry ‘bout that.
My brother was my *hero* of sorts; being older than me....he seemed so skilled at everything; learned a lot from him. He saved my butt many-a-time, coz he could.
Through our teen years, we fought like cats & dogs [my poor, patient parents]; wasn’t until he went off to college, did we become friends again.