Probably up until the age of about five, I thought that if I did not ask my mum for permission to go to the bathroom, I would literally not be able to go. Whenever I had to pee, I would have to run and find her and ask, "Can I go to the bathroom?" to which she would always give me a rather confused, "Of course." This led to trouble if I was over at a friend's house - no matter how much I had to pee when I was there, I never would. My mum wasn't there to give me permission, so I thought I had to hold it until I got home! Thankfully I never had an accident because of this, but it was a close call a few times.
A childhood belief about weeing and pooing
others believed things like this
- I thought Maria Carey's 1998 ballad was 'I'd give my arms' instead of 'I'd give my all'.— Briony Maggs
- I used to believe that the lyrics to Bon Jovi's "You Give Love a Bad Name" were "You give love a Band-Aid".Anon
- When I was little I thought if you were sick the only way to get better was to give it to someone else.— Jen
- As my parents had given me a name, I thought that it was up to me to give them names tooAnon
- i was afraid to use my dad's hairbrush because i thought it would give me gray hairs.Anon
- My friend believed that eating bread crusts or eating mustard will give you curly hair.— Linda from Southern California