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Okay so to start with I am still a bed wetter. Not as often as when I started when I was 15, but still more often then a normal 19 year old should. It happens maybe 10 - 19 nights out of a month. I don't have depends or anything. Just a wet sheet for my bed. It happens when I have been out drinking sometimes making it hard to stay over night at places when I'm sure I'll be wetting my friends floor, bed or couch. Anyway me and my friends went on a last summer camping trip 2 hours out of town or so. I had my tent and 2 bags, a cooler and some beers. We all took the same van. On the way I had 2 coffee's, an iced coffee, and some orange juice. I also get desperate in the day time so when almost there I had to pee rather urgently. I was fighting and crossing my legs. I really only new 1 person in the group of 8 people. Anyway, we pulled into the camp site. Right away I suggested we stop to pee. I ran to the men's room leaking as I went in. Not bad enough to show though. So I get back in the van and we head up to the camp site I set up my tent and everything. I wasn't to worried for the trip. I honestly didn't think I'd wet these nights as I stayed dry for about a week and a half. So we started the fire, had some music and beers. I made sure to use the outhouse every hour or less. Around 1am we all went into our tents. I climbed in, pulled my sleeping bag back, climbed on my air mattress and fell asleep making sure to pee before hand to avoid a wetting. Any how the next morning I woke up to my friend saying "Come on were gonna go swim"! As I came to I was horrified to feel the damp wet cold feeling. "Ah ahh ah okay, go ahead without me" I said. "What, no, we will wait". "NO, just go!" "Holy...okay" said Brent. I had no idea what to do. I had no other sheets or sleeping bag. I couldn't possibly hang them out to dry, everyone would crack up in tears of a laughing fit. They left so I climbed out of my tent leaving the windows zipped up in case anyone would see in. I smelled like pee still. So I went up to the showers to wash. Later on everyone came back. "Oh, hey" I said. "Hey man, what's up sleepy head"! "Nothen, just chillin". The day went on. I slowly forgot about it. We drank again but not me though. I didn't want to risk wetting my bed more again. We went to sleep. In the morning I woke up to everyone having breakfast and again felt wet thinking do to the other night. When I got off the mattress I found myself in pee. "Oh my god" I said silently. I did it again, why me? :"( I changed. I couldn't think of what to do. I smelt like pee again. I stepped out and ran for the showers. "K I'm gonna go shower, bye, be back"! I was gone. After my shower I came back. "Hey guys, what's up?" I asked. "Just going for a swim". "Oh cool, I'll come I said!" That night I did drink, went to bed and woke up a few hours later peeing. Oh my god, whyyyy! I've been dry for a week, why now, why here! :( I fell back to sleep. Morning came and I was freshly wet as I must have wet twice from the beer. My tent floor was now about an inch deep in my pee as it was a small tent. One person and I couldn't even change in it. Now I was running out of clothes. Also I heard the group outside. I pretended to sleep. They went swimming. I jumped out, stripped and changed. Ran to the shower and closed my tent for the day. Everyone came back. We went to the beach. Later on I had a few beers I peed my shorts in the water. I couldn't hold it. I was getting so sad because I was having such a hard time with bladder control this trip. That night came I thought "Ok, 2 more nights that's all, maybe I won't wet". By now my tent was honestly just soaked. The girl named Chrystal went by my tent and says "who keeps peeing over here, it stinks, use the bathroom you guys!!!" I turned bright red. Oh my god, people are going to guess soon. So we all go to bed. I slug into my drenched bedding, the closed up smell of pee all around. That night I wet my bed 2 more times. I woke up ready to cry. I looked over to find my bags of clothes almost empty sitting in my lake of pee now. Oh my god, I have no clothes. I looked out and nobody was up yet. I ran to the toilets and showers. Other campers knew I peed the bed as I had my blue shorts on clearly wet stained. I rinsed them out and went back. Everyone asked why I had been in wet clothing? I said "Oh it's hot out that night. I will never forget, we went to the beach to get loaded. I peed in the sand. We walked back and I was pretty drunk, nobody knew. It was the last night. I was clear. Me and 5 friends went for a walk. The other 3 stayed back. One of the drunk guys had mistaken my tent for his. Just as we got back he flopped in. You could here the slosh of water. "What the hell!!" He yelled jumping out. "What?" everyone asked. "My tent is flooded with pee!" A girl said "that's not your tent". Everyone looked at me getting their flash lights on the tent. "Hahahaha He's been wetting the bed this whole time." I turned sooo red. I was starting to tear up. The guy was so mad he just kept saying "ewwww I stink like his pee, that's sick. He should wear a diaper. What's wrong with him?" I walked towards my tent and went in and started to cry. The laughs kept up for a bit. The next morning I again had peed. And a lot, like 4 times that night. Someone yelled "get the bed wetter up, were heading out". The zipper ripped open "Oh my god, it stinks. Kid take your tent down now". As I did the blankets, the air mattress and my bags dripped with my own urine. I heard many remarks, even from my friend. When I took the tent down and folded it the pee just ran out of it, no lie. The ground had a trail of pee where it had sat. "Oh my god" I heard, "Your bags can't go in my van, your stuff's soaked. I had to put it all on the roof of the van and I got showered. I got in the van, threw my IPod on and put my head down. On the way back home I fell asleep. About 45 minutes later I woke up to a camera and 3 out of 8 people staring at me. I had wet while I slept. "Oh my god! Noooooooo. I couldn't have, no way I would have" I thought. But for sure I had indeed peed the car seat. Everyone sat squeezed together not to sit with me. I was so humiliated. The owner of the car hadn't known yet. All of a sudden my friend said "Ohhhh Clair he's gone and peed himself in your van". All she said was "Are you joking, you better be!" "Nope, he's soaked again. She pulled over and just looked at me and said "You're a freak, your sick and gross. Your getting out ASAP". She drove me to the end of my street. Everyone threw my things off the roof. People who lived on my street came out as they heard her honking and the guys yelling out "Bed wetter is home! Come and see the pathetic guy who wets himself and the bed!" They took off down the road. Everyone was in their yards just starring and laughing. I got home and washed. And didn't leave my house. I lost a lot of my friends and soo many people learned of my problem including my family. I'm now 20 almost and still wet my bed often. I have lost a lot of relationships because of it. But I'm glad I peed that girls car seat, she deserved it. I heard my friend who took the photos ended up bed wetting while drunk a few times. I seen the photos and I don't even feel bad anymore about myself. I'm an adult bed wetter and probably won't out grow it and I'm fine with it.