A weirdo creep who watched my shower

When I was in highschool I was living with my family in a house with my brother. It was 2002 and I was 15 years old.<br><br>I was a weird kid. I was anorexic. I had a really bad relationship with my family. I didn't have any friends and I had no idea how to interact with people. I had no idea how to make friends. So, I had a really bad time at school. I would get called names and bullied and I was extremely lonely.<br><br>I was so lonely I would even call up my school bullies and ask to be picked up from school just so I had someone to talk to. My mother would get pissed off and my dad was really strict so I didn't want to go home anyway.<br><br>One day, when I was home alone. I was upstairs in the bathroom. It was the second bathroom upstairs and it was at the front of the house and there were windows. I didn't close the curtains and I remember standing in the shower and feeling really exposed. I got this weird feeling like someone was watching me. I looked out of the window and the trees in the garden were swaying and I thought to myself 'why are the trees swaying? It's not that windy'. Then, I noticed something standing there looking at me through the window.<br><br>I turned around and saw this guy watching me through the window. He was standing at the tree outside the window. I couldn't make out what he looked like as it was dark. I screamed at the top of my lungs. The guy ran off. I ran out of the shower and downstairs to get my mum. When I got downstairs my mum was out in the back garden watering the plants.<br><br>I was so scared. I kept looking over my shoulder thinking the creep was going to jump out at me. When my mum realised I was so scared she got me to come out and help her with the gardening. I didn't want to. I wanted to go in the living room and call the police. I told my mum I was scared and she just kept telling me to help her.<br><br>So I went outside with my mum and I was shaking and she didn't say anything. We were out there for a while until she went back inside and told me she would get my brother to call the police. I told her that I would do it and she just said she would do it.<br><br>I went inside to get a drink and I went upstairs. My mum was calling my brother. I heard him come out of his room and go into the living room and I didn't want to wait any longer. So I called the police myself.<br><br>I told the police what happened and I described the creep and they told me it sounded like he was just watching me but to still be careful. I told my mum I was scared and I didn't want to stay home alone. My mum told me to stop being so pathetic.<br><br>I didn't want to stay home alone with my creep watching me so I went and stayed at a friends house. When my mum came home she told me I had to stay at my brother's house with him and my nephew and I didn't want to. I wanted to stay at my friends house and I didn't want my brother watching me. My mum told me I had to come home and she was pissed off. I told her I wouldn't come home and she went crazy. She started screaming and shouting at me and I started crying. I said I wouldn't come home and I wanted to stay at my friend's house. She started hitting me and shouting and I was so scared and I didn't know what to do.<br><br>I ran out of the house and I didn't go home for days. I was scared and I didn't want to go home. My mum told my brother to bring me back home. My brother came to my friend's house and he took me back home. I didn't want to go back home but he said I had to and I was scared. I didn't want to be alone with him. I wanted to be with my mum.<br><br>When we got home my mum was pissed off with me. She told me she would take me to therapy and I said I didn't want to. I didn't want to see a therapist. I told her I wouldn't go to therapy. She told me she would call up the therapist and she would make me go. I told her she couldn't make me go and I would never go. She told me she would call up a therapist and I would be going. I said I wouldn't go and she said she would go and look for a therapist for me. I said I would never go and she told me she would drag me there.<br><br>I didn't want to be dragged to therapy. I didn't want to see a therapist. So I went to see a therapist. I told the therapist that I was scared of my mum and she was abusive to me and she didn't love me and she didn't care about me. The therapist said my mum was abusing me emotionally and physically. My mum was a monster and I deserved better.<br><br>I told my mum I was going to therapy and she told me I was lying. She said I wouldn't be going and I would never be going. I told her I was going and I would never stop going. I would never stop talking to the therapist about her.<br><br>She didn't like that and I could see the anger in her face and I told her I was going and she could do nothing about it. She told me I would never be going and I said she couldn't stop me. I would go to therapy even if it killed me.<br><br>My mum didn't like that and I told her I was scared of her. I didn't want to be around her. I told her I hated her. I told her I didn't love her anymore. She didn't care about me and she never had.<br><br>My mum was angry with me. She didn't want me going to therapy. She didn't want me talking to the therapist. She told me I was going to regret saying I hated her. I told her she was a monster. She told me she would never forgive me and I would regret saying I hated her. I told her I never wanted to forgive her.<br><br>I never forgave her. She's a monster. She's still a monster today. I don't speak to her. I don't know if she's alive. I don't care if she's alive or not. She was never my mum anyway. I never loved her. I never loved my family. They're monsters.