Regret hiding a camera in my room.

I've got one of those typical parents who have no respect for privacy. Barges in whenever, goes through my stuff whenever, reveals my lowest moments to everyone he meets as if they're fun stories.

Ever since I started hitting the gym I would occassionally come back to find stuff misplaced or moved around. I wanted to see who was responsible for this, that's why I hid an old camera in the corner of my room. I would start recording right before I left for the gym and then review the footage when I got back. I also had my computer on with a macro during that period for unrelated reasons, so I had to make sure they haven't been taking the opportunity to go through that as well.

I quickly found out that it was my father snooping around and constantly moving stuff for no reason. He'll take a quick dig through my shelfs and look under my bedsheets as if he's going to find something there. A few weeks go by and as I'm skipping through the footage, I see him walk into my room butt-ass naked and regretfully learned that he has a forest down there and that he's genuinely built like peter griffin. I don't know what his deal was man, he just stood in the doorway with a towel in hand for about ten seconds and left. I immediately perma-deleted that recording in mortification.

Never again. Whatever his deal is I don't want to know anymore.