Hell.

Yes, so after leaving college, I spent from 2006 - 2011 in a room, not going out for months at a time. The first room was my mum's house, then we moved somewhere out of town and then I moved out. I didn't go outside for the longest perod of time about 8 months. It was horrible. I had from 9 o'clock at night to 3 o'clock in the morning to shower, eat and drink, and do everything that I wanted to in the whole day. My brother came bk at 3 in the morning and i couldn't bear to be around him. Every time, I would be around him, he would make sexual remarks about me and my body. He used to drink a lot of lager each day and smoke very strong 'skunk, (cannabis). No one did anything, and when he went to his doctor he used to think he was doing well. No.one helped me except a kind lady called Maria from America. If it wasn't for her, I'd be dead or still in that room.

I don't really want to share this, but I used to piss in a jar, and shit my pants, because I couldn't go downstairs because Colin was there. Everytime I would go downstairs he would make a remark. He admitted to.my brother that he wanted to 'rape' women while they were smoking skunk together. I had no protection, i didnt even have a  lock on my door.

Tbc...