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sounds familiar
[Read the article: I peed at my desk in third grade and now I'm afraid to sing]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]i had the exact same experience in first grade, word for word. i was too scared to raise my hand, too scared to ask the teacher, and somehow decided that peeing my pants was a far better plan anyway. until class was over and i got up out of my desk. the rest of the story involves children pointing at me and laughing, the nurse's office, my mom and a clean pair of pants.
i am now 37 and i still beat myself up about my reticence to "put myself out there". i am far less shy than i used to be, but still have a hard time making friends, letting people know i like them, having functional relationships etc.
one bit of self-awareness i've come to recognize is that i suffer from anxiety. i never knew this, even though some members of my immediate family have anxiety, even though i bit my nails for 29 years (and still regress occasionally), even despite a million moments in my life that would have, had i thought about them in that context, demonstrated that to me.
i didn't realize i had anxiety until i started dating someone with anxiety and did some research on the internet to find out how anxiety affects relationships. what i found was a description of me.
anyway, find a good psychiatrist. some meds might help you, some may not. keep trying.