Backstory: I've had a computer to myself since I was about 5. My dad's been into them since they stopped taking up entire rooms and got my grandpa into building them not long after. Mine as a kid wasn't connected to the internet (dad's was, but it was shitty dial-up and rarely used) but was in my room- I used the screensaver as a nightlight. I had a bunch of games (I fondly remember the storybook CDs I had and wish I could find again- I had Aladdin and Sleeping Beauty, and you could click terms for definitions and parts of the story to change scenes/get backstory) and MSpaint and Wordpad, the latter two got me into art and writing. When I moved in with my grandparents I got a new computer complete with internet, but it was in one of the main rooms, next to one of the major walkways. This was a child safety thing- I wasn't stupid but I was now fully connected to the internet and they wanted an incentive for me to stay aware (the running joke was that they wanted to be sure I wasn't looking at porn, but my grandpa did regularly give me the "don't give out your info" lectures whenever he was drunk enough to forget he already had). I still had most of my privacy- the only time they ever touched it without permission was when they updated/defragged, which was done while I was at school so I wouldn't have to wait for it to finish before getting on. There was no obnoxious hovering or demanding to know who I was talking to or anything of that sort. There were no child locks or blocked sites- I was allowed to use my own judgement as long as they didn't walk by and see something clearly objectionable. It stayed there through middle and high school until I moved out. When I moved back the main concern was for my physical safety. My depression was now a Known Thing, I have a history of self-harm, and the main reason for my coming was my most recent suicide attempt. While my computer shipped I was only allowed to use my laptop in the space where my computer used to be, and if I spent too much time in my room someone would come and knock to make sure I was OK. It was also easier to remind me to take my meds when I was out in the main room rather than having to regularly track me down to my room to deliver reminders. I'm an adult now, do my own updating and defrags, and no-one cares what I look at except for the fact my little sister lives here. Even that's not much a barrier because she's in high school, her computer is on the other side of the half-wall, and she's immune to most stuff. (She didn't even bat an eye when she came home while I was beating people with the dong bat in SR3.) But even though I have unspoken permission to look at whatever when she's not present and I largely lack a nudity taboo I still worry because my computer is in a main area and regularly gets walked by + my shitty self esteem and hypervigilance issues. I constantly feel like I'm going to get reprimanded even though I know, logically, my family doesn't give a shit as long as my sis isn't scarred for life. I don't even look at porn really, but as I said nudity doesn't phase me and I know artists who both draw porn as well as stuff with artistic nudity. And I have a Thing about people walking behind me that makes me really nervous. Spoiler: tmi re: sex and sexuality I hesitate to identify as asexual because of potential depression/antidepressant issues. I can get turned on but it lasts all of seconds before it's gone, which is why I don't look at porn. For the most part I don't really care, but I am curious/would like to experiment except we have a very full house and my computer is in the main room so I can't use the internet to look for solutions(technically I can but see earlier re: illogical worry)/stuff I might really be into. Shit would be just awkward. So I want to get my computer moved to my room. I'm not (actively) suicidal anymore and haven't self-harmed in a few years so the main concern isn't there, and it'd ease some of my anxiety sources. But I don't want to ask without having my argument solidified and can make it clear I'm not asking on a whim (both to them and myself), but having shadow arguments in my head just leads to me finding ways to beat myself up so I need outside input. Any holes in my argument you might see, or counter-arguments, or ways to break the more personal/sensitive stuff would help. Arguments in my favor: -Privacy as an adult. -Less anxiety triggers (hypervigilance, loud/sudden noises, people coming and going, would feel less like I have to use myself as a meatshield during family arguments I don't want to mention that unless I have to) -I'm no longer an active threat to my own health -Easier to disengage from, so I don't force myself to power through headaches and will have to fight less against the "don't wanna!" brainweird when I should be going to bed. -I'll actually clean my room more often since I'll actually spend time in it. Arguments against: -More out of the way, I'll have to be tracked down to be told/reminded of things. -I am all but surgically attached to my computer; having it in my room means even less social time with my family. (Big concern.) -My room is currently a disaster zone (can be fixed) -It'd be harder for my dad/sister and I to chat since we usually banter over the half-wall or hover by each other's computers. -I don't have a phone cradle in my room so I'd have to borrow a phone from another room when everyone else is gone and I'm on phone duty. (Minor) -Grandma forgets to knock about half the time. -I already tend to forget to eat most of the day, would be harder to remember since my computer would be no longer right next to both the kitchen and the garage (where snacks are kept). -It'd be harder for my family to help track my moods/sleep schedule because I wouldn't be in full view most of the time any more.