Your sister was always such a jerk and occupied the single bathroom in your childhood home for too long. Which resulted in you developing a week bladder and wetting yourself a few times as you pounded on the door.

Not only is your bladder now physically weekend but the mental trauma and shame you went through have left their mark too...

Even now in your adult life you still struggle. You recently moved in with your girlfriend and she is using the apartment's only bathroom to get ready for the date you two are going on. You aren't at that stage yet were you guy can be in the same bathroom, but you really need to go. Like really really badly.

Now pound on the door repeatedly and she says "Just a minute" but its too long and your weakens bladder gives out. You wet your pants and the childhood trauma makes you break down.

A few moments later, your girlfriend opens the bathroom door to see you kneeling in a spreading puddle of your own piss as you cry uncontrollably. You never told her about this and the confusion, shock and slight disgust are evident on her face. But she lives you deeply and wants to help despite that all.

Lucy: Darling, are you ok? What happned