justej wrote:
So I was wet by the time we even got to the park and we decided we weren't even gonna go in because it was too crowded but I had to change. I could barely get into the stall with my wheelchair. I stood on one foot. Took my diaper off and put a new one on the chair. Eventually I got it, my pul pants, boxers and pants on. I couldnt find my disposal bags and my friends were calling me to find out where I was. I said screw it and carried it out in my hand. On my way I hear "was that a diaper in his hand" then "yea. Yea it was."
I wheeled out of there as fast as I could. But whatever I got the job done and I'll never see them again.
Gonna hang out at my friends house then go home. It was fun getting out of the house
I congratulate you on saying screw it and for a minute not caring who sees it. Isn't it freeing? You can't help your incontinence, so you should feel no shame, and if people notice things, who cares? It is what it is. I personally don't give a s%#t who knows or doesn't know any more. I really don't. I used to care, and used to be so secretive that I would creep around and didn't want people to see. When I got the idea in my head to found CARING, I realized if I want to end the stigma, it would be very hypocritical for me to not be open about my own incontinence. Thus I had the coming out post on FB. I got nothing but positive support from friends and family in the comments. But off FB I was questioned about it by family. My mom is always saying Ok Rob enough detail. Really, what the crap? Its just poop and pee, we all do it! WHY is it so darn taboo???
Anyway.. kudos to you for being able to say screw it. Your'e taking first steps to mentally totally accepting your incontinence.
Peace out!
Rob