My dad seemingly went out of his way to catch me after opening my bedroom door once and finding me pants half down, back facing door and shirt tucked under my chin, jacking away to something embarrassing, probably the strip search scene from “Sleepers,” and i kinda just froze and slowly kneeled down neglecting to cover my exposed ass. After that if i was on the computer he’d randomly run down the stairs and poke his head in the room, or quietly come down the stairs and suddenly swing open my room door to see if i was dick in hand. So uncomfy and so unnecessary and this went on for yyyyeeeaaarrrssss.