AITAH for refusing to share my room with my brother
I (18F) recently finally got my own room for the first time. Before that, even when I had a room, I wasn’t allowed to have a lock on the door, which always made me uncomfortable.
We moved into a new house, and after a lot of discussion, I was finally allowed to live alone in my room. Then my brother (37M) moved back here from another country and had nowhere else to stay, so he stayed in my room for about a month before eventually finding an apartment.
After he left, I moved my parrots’ big cage into my room and redecorated everything the way I liked it again. Then he suddenly started having “financial troubles” (while posting pics about traveling with his friends) and some health issues... though honestly, I barely know what’s going on because my family keeps everything vague and never really involves me unless they’re arguing... then suddenly I’m everyone’s therapist.
He told us he’d be moving back into my room again. After some arguments, I agreed, but I had to move my parrots’ cage to the other side of the house, which I hated. I kept my room in this awkward half-finished state because he kept saying he’d move in “any day now.”
Well… two months passed, and he never moved in.
Today I finally got fed up, put everything back the way I wanted it, and said nobody is moving into my room because I’m tired of the instability. Maybe I was rude about it, but at this point I’m frustrated. My brother is a grown ass old man. I’ve been working since I was 16, and even though it’s not much, I’m currently looking for more job opportunities because I really want to move out eventually.
On top of all this, I’m dealing with depression since I was 14 (diagnosed) and an ed, so maybe I’m extra emotional right now.
AITAH?