Finding a pee buddy – a new lease of life
Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 1:55 pm
After a request by email, I finally got up the courage to make face to face contact with a potential pee buddy I had been corresponding with for a number of years. I am glad I did. First obstacle, was to change my name – I had been using an alias on the Australian board but had given my town.
It was a liberating experience sharing our story. I now look forward to each week.
It has been over a month since our first weekly morning session. During that time a third guy has joined our 'group'.
My wife knows of my shy bladder and I explained to her why I would be disappearing each Wednesday morning for a few hours. Thankfully she was understanding but I am not quite sure if she actually 'understands' the problem. In a small city you never know who you will run into at a shopping centre. As happened one morning, a female family friend saw me and wondered if I was waiting for my wife outside the Coffee Club. I said I was meeting a guy, but I declined to explain exactly why I was there. At this stage, it may have been 'too much information'.
I also made contact with 'Rossco309' in Sydney and plan to meet up with him when I am down there in late January. My phone call to him one Saturday morning was satisfying. I know that I am not alone with paruresis, but it has been lonely not having someone to talk it over with.
At 59, it is getting a bit old for a new lease of life and new challenges, but at least I can enjoy what I already do.
Chas
It was a liberating experience sharing our story. I now look forward to each week.
It has been over a month since our first weekly morning session. During that time a third guy has joined our 'group'.
My wife knows of my shy bladder and I explained to her why I would be disappearing each Wednesday morning for a few hours. Thankfully she was understanding but I am not quite sure if she actually 'understands' the problem. In a small city you never know who you will run into at a shopping centre. As happened one morning, a female family friend saw me and wondered if I was waiting for my wife outside the Coffee Club. I said I was meeting a guy, but I declined to explain exactly why I was there. At this stage, it may have been 'too much information'.
I also made contact with 'Rossco309' in Sydney and plan to meet up with him when I am down there in late January. My phone call to him one Saturday morning was satisfying. I know that I am not alone with paruresis, but it has been lonely not having someone to talk it over with.
At 59, it is getting a bit old for a new lease of life and new challenges, but at least I can enjoy what I already do.
Chas