How It All Started

It all started one night about 5 years ago. I was on vacation with me 
and my 2 brothers. I woke up at 3:15 am to my little brother telling me 
that it was time to go to the airport for out trip to Colorado. I do 
not think I took more than 3 minutes to get out of bed. I got out and 
went right to the bathroom, not knowing if was going to be able to hold 
it as I have had some problems in the past keeping it in. Of course 
with my luck there was my other brother Jackson who is 8 in the 
bathroom and I knocked on the door and was like, "COME ON! I NEED TO 
PEE!" He was like, "give me one sec, I need to, also." There I was just 
waiting outside of the door jumping up and down trying to hold it the 
best I can. The next thing I knew was there was a warm, wet feeling in 
my pants. I knew what happened. Luckily, I was able to stop it before 
my whole bladder was emptied. When Jackson came out he saw that I had a 
large wet spot on my pants. He was like, "Whoa, I did not know you had 
to go that bad," as he, too, knew the all-too-familiar feeling as he 
had a problem-- bedwetting. He told me that it would be okay and that 
he would not tell. I went to the bathroom and it was okay. While I was 
in there something did not feel right and I could not really figure out 
what it was. I was back in my room when Seth came in. He was 12 and saw 
what happened. He was like, "bro, it's okay, it happens," and I told 
him, "I am a 15 year old kid! That should not be happening to me!" He 
reminded me that he was 12 and that it was happening to him at night; 
see, bedwetting ran in our family. I had not really wet the bed since I 
was about 13, but I have had some "problems" along the way. During the 
day I would get that urge to go to the bathroom and I would kind ignore 
it, thinking that it would just go away. That sometimes led to having 
small accidents during the day. My mom thought that it was just because 
I had a small bladder, not that I was lazy. Seth told me that since it 
was like a 6-hour plane ride that maybe I should were one of his Pull-
Ups during the plane ride because you know all of the security and 
stuff. It would be good not to have to stop and pee as I did have to go 
about every 2 hours. I asked him if he was going to wear one and he 
said yes, he might fall asleep on the plane, I told him that I would 
think about it.

My mom told me to get the stuff in the car. While on the way to the car 
that was not that all that far from the house, I was struck with the 
sudden urge to pee. It was dark still and I just barely made it just 
behind the garage before the gates opened up. My underwear was just a 
little but wet but I went on with getting everything in the car and 
went inside. Seth was packing his carryon, and I was too. He was like, 
"take 3 Pull-Ups, just in case." I was like, "fine" and had no 
intention to use them. After about 10 more minutes we were off to the 
airport. We got checked in and everything was good go to the gate and 
were going to get something to eat and went to the bathroom. We got on 
the plane and that's when thing got bad.

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