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When I was a toddler, I often didn't want to go potty. Especially if we were in a hurry and I didn't want to go out, I could go hiding and do it on the floor. There was a photo of me having dropped a poop under the table. (Mom later said that she has destroyed that photo.) I see it as some sort of a protest.
When I was 5 or 6, we had just moved to a new house and I was playing outside a lot, I could get so absorbed in playing that I didn't notice I need to go before it happened. Then I went home crying.
When I started school at age 7, I still couldn't totally control my bladder. It was more than once that I didn't feel a need to go when it was time to start walking home but then wet my pants on the way home. Once I was going to afternoon club (sort of a daycare) because my mom was too tired to have me home all afternoon, and on the way there I started feeling like I really need to pee. I got to the toilet but then I was in such a hurry that I forgot to pull my pants down before sitting down. Then I had to wear borrowed pants (I remember they were purplish red, something like mauve taupe) before mom could come over and bring me new clothes. I remember feeling very embarrassed.

I think I was 8 when I finally learned to be dry. My brother was also a bed wetter for long. He slept so soundly that dad had to wake him up in the middle of the night to take him to the toilet. Maybe it runs in the family.
When I was about 19, maybe a week before my birthday, I was having some sort of a dream of being in the toilet and then I woke up to notice I'd just wet my bed. That was weird. I was going through a lot of emotional stuff then, trying to find a boyfriend and going out with several candidates. I think that had something to do with it.
Please share your story so that I don't have to feel like a freak.