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I told my mom. About the porn on my dad's computer. I helped her up the stairs and showed her the sites he had favorited and the ones in his history. She cried. And she said "At least we know now." I hate this. I can't stand her half the time, but the last thing I want is for her to get hurt. And this hurt her. Bad. Hurt me too. but nowhere near as bad as her. I'm still not sure whether I should have told her. I could have ignored what I saw on his computer screen that day, and no one would have gotten hurt. It might not seem like that big a deal, but my mom has operated under the illusion that my dad is the most perfect, conservative person in the world. I don't know if she's going to confront him or not. I hope she does.