I hate my bother and my mom

I hate my brother him and my mom was always so close. They even used drugs together. I always felt alone. I was always told to go into the room and do my homework. She felt it was o.k when drop out in the 8th grade. I always beat him up. We're both older now a couple of years ago I found out that. My child Father high with my family. I was so so hurt. I never knew until a couple of years ago.I named my child after my brother because he always told me lies about him being with other woman.I found this out a couple of years ago. Mom confessed the truth to me. She only had a few months to live.My child dad confessed the truth around the same time. They all started confessing because they couldn't stand to see that I had become so overwhelmed in life until. All I wanted to do was get high. It really made them realize that I was hurting so bad. So I finally told them on different occasions that my brother fondled me as a child.I am 48 and he is 50 years old now. When mom died she had the nerve to ask me to see after my brother. I moved away from everyone. I've been in recovery for the pass couple of years and have been happy.After she died he became homeless with no one else to help him I reached out to him. Now My anger has resurfaced he now lives down the street . I helped him to get his income. I regret everything now because all he does is lies and use drugs and he think it's normal to tell me about his sex life with different woman. I had a male friend who I finally was able to trust . He told him about the apartment when my brother moved out my house. My friend painted his apartment as a favor for me and now the both of them is best friends. I am finding life to be so unfair.