Posted by James on 27/6/2015, 8:52 pm, in reply to "My experience"

Hi Carl, Thanks for your post it brought back many memories. The short detour off the motorway to find a convenient tree to hide behind. This quite often became a very long detour, and a very frustrating one. I remember one such trip to the West Midlands area when I just could not find a private spot. In the end with my bladder full to bursting I pulled over at the side of the road. It was a quiet country lane and I could wait no longer. No sooner had I got a flow going a lady started driving towards me. The frustration of driving countless miles trying to find a suitable spot, plus the nerves of another car coming along, had manifest itself giving me the 'shrivels'. Suffice to say I was not much of a 'man' on the day, but the lady drove past politely without asking if I needed a magnifying glass. I can look back now and laugh, but when I got back in the car I thought to myself I cannot carry on like this. This was pre-internet days and the long process of self assessment and help began. Things are a lot better for me now, and although never totally 'cured' I lead a pretty normal life. Andrew's suggestion of a workshop sounds like a good idea, or there are plenty of folks to converse / e-mail with here for support. Good luck! James

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