Incontinence has been some thing, I’ve suffered with my whole life. it’s difficult for me to know whether it is a direct consequence of the brain damage that has caused my disability, or from being in a wheelchair, my whole life, and not being able to get myself to the toilet. I’m not sure distinguishing between the two really matters.

The question is why am I writing about this now?

My incontinence is something that always affects me, however, like many things are instances of being more of a problem at times than others. Tonight was one of those nights.

Unfortunately, there’s nothing I can do about being wet this evening, but you get used to being a little bit wet when you are me. To be honest, it’s just the way it is.

Tonight it bothered me though, and I’m not sure exactly why.

Sometimes it’s just hard being disabled. Sometimes it’s just difficult.