The only problem is I only told him because he just left the family. Like go to get the milk kinda left. I found out after returning home from a trip to Six Flags with a group of friends (I dont live on my own yet). He claimed it was because he didn't get enough support from us for his "mental health issues," which got me pissed off at him (only because he is a massive narcissist and hypocrite), so I went against him and fought it saying he's not the only one who has had issues, and that I have had my own that I've kept secret to no put a rift in everyone's lives. Obviously I don't struggle anymore, but I used to (with being a zoophile). It led down a path where he said he got no support, to which I responded that at least he can get support from other people besides us, whereas I could never. He still didn't seem to care and only cared about himself, so finally I told him. When the weight of my reality hit him I think was the first time I've ever seen him not focus on himself. Instead of being all snotty and whatnot like he was, he changed and we have gotten on good terms (for now).