Kitty4670 wrote:
MagicMeerkat wrote:
I wet the bed until I was 14. I think it was stress. It didn't stop until my parents pulled me out to home-school me and when my brother finally moved out and took his kid with him. My parents would shame me for bed-wetting as if I was doing it on purpose and tried to force me to wear protective undergarments that looked and felt just like diapers. I would just take them off when they weren't looking. My mom got mad at me for having to wear them and would tell me that I had to stop soon because I was getting too big for diapers. I would have LOVED to have been able to stop but I couldn't.
I also had daytime accidents because I wasn't allowed to use the toilet when I needed to at school. I was forced to hold it and told it was because I drank too much water. By the time the teacher realized I wasn't faking it and she did finally let me go to the bathroom, I had either wet myself or my body had reabsorbed the urine or something. I had UTI's all the time as a kid and was always always known as the kid who wet them-self in the first grade, second grade and third grade. Apparently refusing to let a child use the restroom is now considered child abuse.
That was bad that your mom didn't understand, sorry that happened to you.
My mom didn't and doesn't understand a LOT of things, even if it is perfectly explained to her.
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