I am slowly getting over my fear of peeing in public. From kindergarden to graduation I NEVER ONCE peed in a school restroom. I once almost passed out from dehydration after walking around Cedar Point (amusement park) without drinking all day because I was scared that I might have to tell my then-boyfriend I had to pee. I only recently started peeing at work, mostly due to drinking more water. Still, I am relieved when the other stalls are empty. I refuse to do #2 anywhere but home. If a dire emergency arises at work, I have a friend that lives close and that is my only exception. I still won’t let my husband in the bathroom with me.
I had very low self esteem and very high depression as a teen and I think that’s where this started. I feel much better about myself now (no meds, thank you), but some fear of embarrassment remains.
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This person needs to get mildly slammed, and then be tickled until the whiz factor is achieved. Repeat as necessary until fears are set aside, and then sell videos on Pay Per View.
My wife has this problem. With her, she cannot pee when she knows others are waiting for her. If we are traveling somewhere and have to take a pit stop, she won’t pee for anything if she knows we are waiting for her, no matter how bad she has to go.
Oh yeah. A couple of the girls on my floor in college had it. We were used to leaving the water in the sink running, or even going outside and having a loud conversation outside the door to the lavatory. Obviously they weren’t completely debilitated by it, because these things worked and they came to feel normal to the rest of us. It’s not as uncommon as we might think.
I have this problem. Makes it difficult when taking a drug test, and it can sometimes be used as an excuse (not a very good one, though. Doctors know this is a common problem and have alternatives to help alleviate the difficulty)
I’m a bit this way also - but it’s more a desire for privacy than not being heard. For instance, I much prefer urinals with dividers over the open variety.
My wife and I went to a Bon Jovi concert in Chicago recently, and following a couple of $7 beers, I headed for the facilities, where I found (to my horror) the worst type: 8 foot long open troughs.
My shy bladder problem has gotten better with age. It was a real problem to provide specimens during my first two pregnanacies. I’d know they’d want one, so I’d drink for hours before going to the doctor. I’d get there and couldn’t pee. Very frustrating.
For me, it’s that I’m unable to relax my muscles in unfamiliar surroundings. I’ve developed relaxation and distraction techniques that get me through most situations. Or else I just really really drink a lot and eventually, well, you’ve just gotta.
During the really bad years, I developed an incredible bladder capacity. I’d relieve myself in the morning before work and then wait until I come home. I’d drink 2-3 bottles of water, too.
When we’d go out drinking, I’d have my fair share of beer. But everyone else is off to the restroom about 3 beers before me.
I am a sufferer of shy bladder! I hate when I go to the hospital and the nurse is standing outside the door waiting for my pee!(GRRRR) I can’t go until I hear that dreaded word “catheter”:eek They hurt like the living devil! That’s usually enough to make me start leaking. Football games are hell too. I have to wait until after the game is over and use a restroom across from the stadium(whether I’m distended or not!) They have a cure for this now though! Go to:
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