I'd like an outside opinion on this. Some months prior, my brother broke into my room and broke the lock on my door because he "thought" I was in danger. I wasn't. Then he called a crisis team to come to the house and take me to the psych hospital, and by then, I was very much angry enough at my family, that yes, I appeared crazy to the psych team. I kept screaming at them (and my family) because I was infuriated, and because of that, they decided I was unstable. Again, I wasn't. What I was, was rightfully angry.
Fast forward to now. My brother and I aren't speaking. I'm giving him an ultimatum. Replace my lock or we won't be speaking to one another, bottom line. My mother said, "I never lock my door, why do you want to lock yours?" Yes, I wonder why-ever I might want to do such a thing after everything that transpired. Don't you? Also, it's not about locking it, or even the lock itself. It's about admit you were fucking wrong and replace what you broke.