After my father died and my mother remarried, my half-brother Max slowly took over my late father’s apartment. My attempts to reclaim my rightful home were met with betrayal and silence from my family. This is the story of how I lost not just a home, but a sense of belonging—and the questions I still wrestle with.
I never expected to face losing half the only home I’ve ever known to a half-brother I’ve met just once. The shock of my father’s decision has left me torn between resentment, confusion, and guilt. Now, I wrestle with whether to fight for what I feel is mine—or find a way to accept a brother I never wanted.
Growing up, my parents pushed me to be the best version of myself. No joke, I remember those days with a sense of dread. As a kid, my after-school hours were packed with activities. There were always clubs, extra language classes, physics, math, and even coding for fifth graders. Looking back, it seems ridiculous, but as a child, I had no other reality
