We moved in third grade. New classmates included a special needs kid, Armand. One day he raised his hand and asked the teacher if he could go to the bathroom. The teacher said "No." No more than a minute later, the poor kid was surrounded by a growing lake of urine. Kids laughed, possibly myself included.
Three years later, Armand assaulted me at a urinal; I was just peeing, and he body-checked me from behind. To this day, I continue to have a "shy bladder" because of it.
It was only recently in therapy that I put these two instances together, and realized that it might have been "payback" for laughing. Or perhaps it was completely unrelated. But I've been working on reducing said shyness, and it does seem to be working.
Anyway, that's my story about when the teacher said no, and the kid just went anyway. Not in the manner your parents prescribed, though.
I love you. I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Thank you.
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