Hi,
I feel I have some childhood trauma but I don't know if I am overacting. It's something I think about a lot and can't get the images out of my mind.
When I was growing up we had a family computer in the kitchen/dining room area. Before the days of smartphones etc. computers were a fairly new thing I guess.
The kitchen and dining room area was also a thoroughfare to the bathroom, garden and also a bedroom so definitely not a separate or private room.
My Dad would regularly (I mean every day irrrc, or felt like it), be watching porn on this computer. It wasn't hidden from us at all.
I remember him with his hands down his trousers.
I feel sick thinking about it. I have my own children and it pops into my mind so much.
My mum was around but I never remember her saying or doing anything, but she must have seen it.