I hate urinals. I feel deeply uncomfortable when I have to use them and, on a practical note, more often than not I simply can't piss. (I haven't been to a lot of events in recent years, so my last attempts go back quite a while.)

Recently I attended an outdoor event with limited bathroom facilities, so I ended up having to use a urinal (or wait for a long time, which I didn't have, for the only cubicle). Of course there were no partitions between the urinals, and of course someone else entered immediately after I did.

It was deeply uncomfortable, but you know what? I managed to pee. Things weren't flowing quite the way I'm used to at home, but when I left my bladder was sufficiently emptied to get through the rest of the event.

I didn't see that coming, but I was quite proud of myself. Or maybe just happy that this wasn't an issue.

#Paruresis #ShyBladder

Nightmares at my age are having to piss in public & finding most bathrooms are jam packed;

when you finally find a quieter one, others intermittently open the door to the blaring cacophony of the plague infested masses chattering -- just as your bladder was ready to give up the goods -- causing a primal clamp down on your urethra in case youre about to be attacked from behind in the bush like the vestigial prosimian you evolved from.

#ShyBladder #FuckShyTories #Physiology

Gender-separated public toilets and especially urinals have always fascinated and disgusted me at the same time. I can use cubicles, but I can only use urinals when there is no-one else around. It can even be hard when someone could enter the room.

The thought of standing shoulder to shoulder with someone who holds their penis in their hands is just too much for me. I'm not into peeing people or urine in general, but I'm #bisexual and potentially attracted to people with a penis. Are there others who feel that weird kind of arousal in this situation?

#shybladder #paruresis