Door open or closed?

Prefrably open. I sleep on the ground floor and I can see the front door so having it open allows me to see who ever comes to the door when still in bed, mostly usefull for post because if I'm not awake even the sound of them putting stuff through the letter box will wake like one of those cards saying "sorry you weren't in" before they've even knocked. I don't mind having it shut though and will do this depending on how loud the other occupents of the house are. I really don't care about people looking into my room though, I always have both my blinds up and if for some reason somebody wants to look in, I think they're the one with the problem not me.

Open only if I'm sleeping in my own house and have no guests.
With my first family it was always closed.

I always have my door closed during the day. We've had a string of 35+ degree days the last week and it was too hot in my room with it closed, so I had to have it open to use this amazingly cold aircon and it's been a rather uncomfortable few days (although nice and cool). When I sleep I have it open a smidgen so my cat can come in and out.

I live alone (and have no desire to live with anyone else). Except for the door going to the outside of my apartment, my doors are open (except when I take a shower and that's only because I don't want the steam setting off the smoke alarm outside the bathroom and bedroom doors).

Chan wrote:I live alone (and have no desire to live with anyone else). Except for the door going to the outside of my apartment, my doors are open (except when I take a shower and that's only because I don't want the steam setting off the smoke alarm outside the bathroom and bedroom doors).

When I've lived alone I've done pretty much the same. Whenever I'm living with other people(like I am now) my door must be closed at all times though.

I generally hate open doors and I hate sitting near entrances in a room. At school I always wanted to sit as far away from the door as possible even it meant sitting at the front. When I was younger I had the door open when I slept, I guess I was afraid of the dark somewhat but now I couldn't bear it.

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Doors must be closed. I hate the thought of people watching me with out my knowledge. Creeps me out. If I'm alone in the house I don't mind doors open.
If I go into a restaurant or out somewhere I prefer a corner, facing the door so I can see what's going on.
In my last relationship with a NPD he HAD to have all doors open. He even removed the kitchen and lounge doors. Bedroom doors had to be open at all times. There was a big lack of privacy, and boundaries. It was HIS house I suppose open doors made him in control, he owed the 'space'. I was not allowed 'space' of my own. I found that unbearable I like to be private. He was horrible.

Hi, I am new to this forum and wanted to share my need for having my door closed while I sleep.

Even since I can remember there are 3 things I needed to be able to sleep. Door Closed, Blinds Drawn and the fan on full. No matter what time of the year I have to have the fan ON. From my early 20's for 15 years I worked nights so I would sleep all day and this would be normal for a shift worker to black their room out, except I did this before and after working nights. I find it extremely uncomfortable to sleep without the 3. Door, Blinds, Fan. I never really gave it much thought until I was in a relationship with someone the same. My other partners would hate having the ceiling fan on full, so I compromised with a pedestal fan directed at me.

I am male aged 36 living in Australia, I have suffered from severe anxiety since I was a child. Reading some of the comments in this forum makes a lot of sense to me why I do this. But this goes further than the bedroom, lounge room during the day I close all the blinds. I refuse to sleep at other peoples places perhaps because unconsciously I cant have it my way, and the times that I have its been terrible. Too bright and open.. I like the opposite.

Except what doesn't make any sense at all is I enjoy going Hiking and Camping, sleeping in my Swag or next to the fire completely in the open.

Has anyone else had experiences like this?

Funny, I considered posting a thread in this sort of vein when I first joined. Mostly to hear what antics all of you have gotten up to in the pursuit of secrecy.

Back in the day when houses had a "computer room", I physically blocked tv screens and desk monitors with my body when people walked past. Not because I was doing anything scandalous or even personally embarrassing, but because the thought of being "seen" in any way always filled me with discomfort, anxiety, and revulsion. I don't know why. I wasn't ashamed of my interests or scared of being judged, nor did my family make me feel that I should have been. It didn't matter what other people thought. It was never about that. I just... didn't like being acknowledged. Ever.

I was able to get away with a lot of this under the cover of "snarling pre-teen", but it ran far deeper than anyone probably realized at the time. And obviously it never went away.

I keep the television on, always. Even when I'm asleep. Mostly I like the background noise, but also because whatever's on will mask the thing I'm really watching or listening to on another device. Y'know, for anybody that might be going past my door. Realizing I felt like I had to "fool" people and set up elaborate schemes to keep them from knowing anything about the actual "me" or my habits was my first inkling that something about me was a bit... off.

In my early twenties I newspapered my windows. I would have upgraded to black garbage bags but someone talked me out of it. (Also I realized I was wilting from lack of sunlight.) I've always been a night person, going to bed at sunrise and waking up in the afternoon because I'm only truly comfortable at 4AM when it feels like the world shuts down. When I'm the most alone.

The first time I was living on my own with housemates I had the largest bedroom to myself, and I hated it because the acoustics magnified my private phonecalls and self-chatter. They must have thought I was building a bomb or something the way I refused to open the door any more than a few inches to talk to them. Going into my room when I wasn't in it, or observing my habits in any way was strictly forbidden.

And that's it. SPD to me feels like no matter where I am or who I'm with, my astral self is forever on the toilet getting barged in on. Everyone else is the intruder and my expectation of privacy is never suspended.

So yes, in short: I keep the door closed. Which makes it super interesting that most of you that live alone leave them open. I've never had the luxury. Now I'm starting to wonder if I'd do the same, and why.