Journey toward home - can I go sideways tho?

After a while, I found myself at the door. I know what's beyond. It is my house. My home. Abandoned. Walls teared down. Windows shattered. Only ghosts live there. Did I kill them? With my own two hands? Sometimes I still ask myself: do I want to go home? Is it my home? Do I belong there? Where else can I go if not there? 

Where do I belong after I abandoned myself?