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I Was a Victim of a Peeping Tom
The story of the incident that sparked my obsession with personal safety, signs that someone is watching you, and what to do if you suspect a voyeur is lurking around your home.
In my early 20s, I was living “the life”. I had a sweet one-bedroom apartment in the downtown core of the small city I lived in, a great job, and lots of good friends.
Considering most of my friends were over visiting frequently, I felt safe in my home.
Until one night changed everything and made me realize the importance of personal safety.
This night forever changed me.
It was 2005, I worked as a brokerage rater for UPS. The shifts were the same every week: Monday to Friday, from 10:30 pm to 2:30 am.
I didn’t have a vehicle, so the same person drove me home every night, at the same time.
On one Thursday night in late November, I arrived home at 3 am and made “supper”. I started up my old windows computer to chat with my long-distance boyfriend and relax at the end of my workday.
I had a very smart cat, his name was Resin. Resin was sitting on my kitchen table and making the noise cats do when they see a bird outside.
It was 3 am, I knew he wasn’t looking at a bird.
