A Life Without Paruresis

I can’t even imagine what life would be without Paruresis. I can only dream.

If I had one wish in life, it would be to cure myself of this horrible disorder and shame.

Those without Paruresis do not know what they’re missing.

It’s a grand life, right?

I really do think about ‘normal‘ people a lot. I think how free they are and how simple life would be.

You wouldn’t dread traveling. You wouldn’t be scared to go to the theater, or an amusement park, or a road trip…

You could just get up and go without a care or concern in the world.

Life without handcuffs must be nice!

It’s such a burden to always be worried about bathrooms, being observed, overheard, can you go or can’t you?

I’d give anything to be able to walk up to a urinal with other guys talking, chatting, laughing, with a line of guys waiting and watching behind you, and pee.

A Life Without Paruresis!

Just empty my bladder like it’s the easiest chore there is.

I wish that was me!

It looks and seems so natural and carefree. The thought of fear and panic never enters their mind. It’s just unzip and pee. When you gotta go, you go. What’s the fuss?

I wonder what life would be and how different things would seem if Paruresis didn’t have a hold on me.

Would I be working somewhere else? Would I be promoted? Would I be the life of the party? Would I be different? Would I be more outgoing, open and admired?

I tend to think I’d be different. Seems logical. How could it not be?

I actually think I would be TOTALLY different!

To not have anxiety. To not let it consume me. To not be shy or withdrawn. To not let it ruin my life.

A life without Paruresis would be a huge sigh of relief.

Why Can’t I be that Person?

Why do these disorders pick and choose who they affect?

And why can’t you truly be cured of Paruresis?

If something triggered Paruresis to begin, why can’t it be undone?

Why is it a disease that haunts you til the day you die?

I want to be the person that doesn’t care where they pee, how they pee, or who sees them pee.

Here’s me peeing off the porch! No problem!

I want that Freedom!

It doesn’t seem fair does it?

I want to pee too!

I think I need help. Help to live.

A life without Paruresis would be like waking up from a terrible nightmare.

Is there hope?

Is there a cure?

A light at the end of the tunnel?

All I see is darkness, despair and heartache.

It makes me depressed.

Just one wish is all I want.

To feel normal.

To embrace the world and not hold back.

To see what freedom really means.

If only for one day!

One day of peace.

One day to pee free!

One day!

I wish!

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