Lets say you and your boyfriend sleeps at the same room , his place or your place does not matter. Now you sleep with him over the night and wake up wetting the bed. As a teenager this may look silly or not good at all cause a boyfriend may not understand what the problem is and thinks that you are like a little child wetting the bed. There is a tendency that he will talk about it to his friends or maybe hide it from them or just your name. Heavy thoughts of what might your boyfriends reaction can lead you to leaving him alone once he finds out that you are a bed wetter.
In this case, you really have to tell him, yes have the courage to do that, after all if he loves you then he will accept you for your small physical problems. Listen or watch for his reaction, if he laughs, just let him do that, do not be angry yet. Try to convince him that it is just once or could happen once in a month or week so he wont be irritated with the situation with sleeping with you. If this happens once again and he still finds it out, try to talk to him for possible things that you will do to stop bed wetting or to stop wetting the bed. In this way he might understand that you will be or have to wear a teen diaper or a n ordinary diaper for bedwetting. Also tell him that someday at the right age, you might not have this problem anymore, you can tell him that when you reach at the age of 17 or 20 it wont be the same. It will help him think that this is not really a big problem.
Explaining or making silly reasons to him may also not the best answer to your problem. You may also wear diapers before he finds out or tell him in advance that you are a bedwetter. This might help him understand you better and wont get him surprised when he wakes up and finds you wetting the bed.
yeh its like every morning i wake up and just went to hot water and prepare myself a coffee , its like a hobby drinking coffee , i cant imagine a morning without drinking coffee . but i am afraid if there is something will result from drinking too much coffee. not sure at all but its been 8 years since my mom let me drink coffee. should i continue doing it or not .
my nephews at age of 12 also is now drinking coffee, my mom said they should be drinking tang or milk, but its like they watch us drink coffee and seems to like it too.
my brother and his wife with their kid goes back to their place now, i wake up and make a coffee to drink , thats what i always do. i am thinking of posting a blog or topic here again hoping someone will like my troubled life. hmm whats new okay nothing , again im playing breaking benjamin dance with the devil. and my mother is at my back listening to this great song , but she does not like it , we still dont have money so she was wondering what im doing. its like im writing something on the computer again.
she is making a bread now, she is going to sell it to my sister, she wake up early at 4 pm just to make that bread and she is 65 years old. such a shamed that she is still doing that thing but there is nothing she can do i still dont have a job yet. what a life i give to my mother.
but my problem is that when i try to clear my urine - mean went to comfort room - there are left overs and that it went to my pants or shorts. so i have to put more water into my pants to cover it. but its really not good . it looks like the urine is not pushed until the last drop -
i dont know if this is a problem or its just me , but i really dont like it , i saw a lot of posts here about teen bedwetting but i dont experience it at all , i mean i did when i was 4 to 6 years old but not now.
its so funny people wears diaper for it . and its not normal i guess to hear teens wearing diapers.
we have been friend since high school , we were both 13 years old then , now he is getting married to our classmates bestfriend - a college teacher . i know this guy ever since , he was a good and smart guy , the girl is also a good person , they were thinking that i have a lot of money and i can really make it .. he called me last month and that me that he wants me to be his best man on his wedding . oh my oh my . may the best man wins his wife hahaha just kidding , there is no problem with that so i tell him okay, so he brought me to have a size measured . now my problem is that what i will give him. i dont have money , he was thinking i have lots of money and that i will be able to buy my own car. will on that day i will be riding my brother-in-law’s car which is owned by my sister. i guess i have to buy a new pair of shoes. will 8000 pesos enough for this event, i have not cut my hair yet and my money is just 1000 for this moment. i am waiting for my check to arrive , i hope it will arrived before his wedding.. pain in my head ..
i wish you can see me , i have a very curly hair and i have some problem with my hair or my skin head , i dont like to cut it now cause i just dont want it, its summer now and its very hot here in our place , i want to look like desperate . everything is not going good as what i was expecting to. i have a fat stomach and i am getting older , i dont know if i will be married or now sense i dont have money to do it. i dont even have a girlfriend. im totally sick now. i just want to sleep all day so i can forget it that i dont have money.
i have 7 websites that are not working well , i was thinking of going into web designing to earn money but i get too lazy making designs. now i dont know what to do. should i sell my websites , stop the hosting and apply for a new job that will not face a monitor everyday. i dont know anymore . i also have a sea shell business that i quit a long time ago but i have not clear it yet. but we dont do that business anymore. selling house and lot is not good too. clients just contact as many agents they want. i hope God is reading my post today. ohh its sunday .. i must be on church but i still here watching my blogs and start a post. i must be the worst blog or website owner. help me please…
Well My name is Emilee and I am 13 years old. My Dad and My mom got divorced when I was around 6 years old, and since then my dad hasn’t really been apart of my life. My mom has always and my step-dad as well, and i love them and i don’t think my life could be any better. I don’t miss my dad i actually think i could say that i hated my dad. He left my mom so many times. When she was Pregnant with me and Then he came back, Then he left again When my mom got pregnant with my Sister. He always would find himself back so i never really worried about it.. I mean i was only like 4 how would i know?
When i was 6 i noticed that my parent would argue more and more. And then my momfiled for a Divorce , My dad was an alcoholic and he sold drug and did them as well. He never cared for anyone but himself, so they got a divorce. When your parents get a divorce you are suppose to bee with one through the week and then the other every other weekend.
which in my case i was SUPPOSE to see my dad every other weekend..and he was suppose to pay child support to help my mom.
Well i was seeing my dad for about 6 months then i just stopped. He moved quit his job and never payed child support never tried to see me or never even called on birthdays or Christmas.
Well as i started to get older like in the 4th to 5th grade, i really started to become depressed. I was missing my dad like crazy and i really didn’t think that he was missing me much at all.
I went to counseling trying to get over missing him, which it may of helped a little, but not enough.
I am now about to go into High school and i am perfectly fine with the fact that i dont see my dad at least i think i am.
I am old enough to realize what all my dad did. and you know what? I hate him… i hate him for walking out on my mom.. i hate him for walking out on me..i hate him for walking out on my sister.. and walking away from all of his problems.. he wasnt a real man nor a really dad.. a reall good dad would of stayed tryed to work things out and sure wouldn’t of done half those things that my dad did.
My birthday is in two days and my mom asks me what i want for my bday and i’ll say..oh money, giftcards, a new phone..the usual. but do you know what i really want? I really want a phone call.. a phone call from my dad. I mean i say all these things about what he does and how bad it was and you know i said i hated well i do but i need one questioned answered… DO I REALLY HATE HIM?
I think I do not belong in the world! I don’t know, maybe I just felt it but most of the times, I can notice it. Not that I am the REAl freak girl that has only one bestfriend, and is smirked by the popular girls in school. I hope so that my life is as simple as that. But no… I am a popular girl in school, the social butterfly. It seems like I am over-all. I can chat with the jocks, athletes, the smarties, the mean, the invisibles- almost everyone. I am also smart, and quite popular in school, and on an external view, I have many friends. But of course, one has their best friends and we are four in group. But it seems like I ws always left out in them. Like, they don’t like me at all, and I feel bad about it. Also in my family. I felt left out. What shall I do with this problem?
When I was 14 I went to a drinking party with 7 seniors and 1 adult. I snack out and went to the guy’s house. I got really drunk and was taken advantage of. The next day my parents found me still drunk at a friends, so they took me to get a rape kit done. Come to find out I was sexually abused. I don’t remember much but these guys were my friends and are now being charged for rape. I don’t know what to believe. They say I was all for it, and I am shocked. Now, my whole life is gone. I was a cheerleader, a dancer, all sports player. I felt like my life was perfect. That’s all gone. I am hated. I had to move and am now home schooled with no friends. My family is struggling to stay together. I haven’t gone to court and my case is weak. We have no money. I see a psychologist. I used to cut. I have lost total control of everything and I don’t know what to do. I know I cant ever get back to who I used to be. I need God to help, but Im afraid I messed up majority.
my dad seems like having a relationship with our caregiver. she went into my father room and sleep their whole night. should i call her caregiver agency? its like they are taking advantage of my mother’s situation. the caregiver was fired by my mom cause she looks like flirting with my dad. and that my dad seems interested with the girl. the caregiver is young and looks like looking for a rich old man to give her money , easy money i guess. my mom needs care but then what happened is that its like she is being deceived by my dad and this girl. the caregiver has been their in the house for 4 months and i think after two months they were having sex with my father . we are supposed to trust this caregiver and now she is acting like a thief very unprofessional and not shame at all. i am scared if she will do something bad to my mother just to get my dad and live like a rich pirate. what should i do ?
