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Last night! I was taking out the trash and felt a little naughty so I popped a squat right next to the side of my house. Same here!

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My older brothers liked to torture me like this when I was younger. Sometimes I would make it, others times I needed to relieve myself in an unconventional spot. If my parents were home, I could usually just tell them and they would force my brothers to get out of the bathroom. But if they weren’t home, my bladder would be in for a rough time!

NYC is the total opposite. The cops have too much to deal with so they really don’t care unless you’re exposing yourself to everyone. Public pissing is not that rare here!

Last weekend, I took my kids to their favorite park. We all bundled up and walked over. I noticed my urge to pee only a few minutes after we arrived, but I ignored it. There was no way I was thinking about peeing in the disgusting park porta potty, especially when it’s freezing out! But my bladder didn’t like that. While talking to one of the other moms there, I began fidgeting, but she thought it was because I was cold. I let her believe that. But as my urge got worse, I had to resist the urge to grab my crotch in front of her. I started to regret drinking all that coffee at breakfast. It pil

Oh yes, definitely. NYC is so unpredictable that I’ve been in many desperate situations

For some reason, I’m too confident in my holding abilities, which ends up in me being caught short at least a couple times a week. Last week, I had a decent urge to pee while out in public. No kids with me, so it should have been an easy, quick bathroom trip. But I was quite busy, so I put off my urge until it was more convenient to take a potty break. Despite fully knowing my history of embarrassing potty mishaps, I still thought I could hold it. I probably could, but I didn’t account for the unpredictability of New York City. Suddenly, I was starting to regret my guilty pleasure Starbucks or

It’s the same with me. My previous job involved some heavy lifting, so by the time I got to my lunch break, I would look down and notice my panties were wet. I got used to wearing a pull-up for that reason. Now my job isn’t like that anymore so I don’t leak nearly as often.

I wouldn’t question that at all, enough weird things go on in nyc that a talking sewer rat is another Tuesday for us

Exactly! The bigger concern is a rat scurrying up to you while you’re peeing.

As an nyc resident, I can confirm. We all have better things to worry about than someone pissing somewhere besides a toilet. I’d say a large portion of nyc residents have relieved themselves in a weird spot before.

I love squatting outside too, but I’m stuck between that and peeing standing up. It feels more fun to pee standing up like a man, albeit it’s more difficult.

Both me and mom are a bit too shy to admit when we need to pee, which has lead to some unfortunate situations for us. I remember once when we were on a long car ride to my grandparents house, which was a few hours away, and she casually asked me if I needed to use the bathroom. I told her I didn’t, even though I really did, and we kept driving. I kept my legs tightly clenched and tried to casually slip my hand into my crotch to hold it. She then asked me if I was sure a few minutes later. She looked worried and looked like she was straining her muscles. She started to bite her lip and leaned e

Same here, thankfully the nurses were very kind and comforting and encouraged me to hold it throughout the procedure

No, I took them off, but I was so desperate I lost control before I could remove them