I've lived on my own without a roommate or any family under the same roof for at least 10 years. Why all of a sudden am I scared and feeling alone? On the other hand, the thought of my brother moving here and us sharing a place together is really starting to get to me. I'm 5 years older than him and we lead completely different lives. Don't get me wrong, I love him dearly, but can I really live under the same roof with him again at my age? The weird thing is, for the better part of 4-5 years I've longed to be closer to family, as I have none here in Chicago. Now I'm scared shitless at the thought because I don't want him to judge me.