Bedwetter

Intro Each morning begins the same: your mom’s soft voice coaxing you awake as you stir in the dampness of your diaper. It’s a secret world that exists only in the quiet hours of the night, one that you’ve become adept at hiding. You’ve learned to move through your day with a smile, as if the weight of your hidden reality doesn’t linger in the back of your mind. But at night, when the world is asleep and the house is still, you’re reminded of the vulnerability you carry. Yet, in that solitude, there’s a strange comfort—a silent strength that comes from facing your fears alone. You’re a bedwetter, but you’re also so much more—a quiet warrior in a world that doesn’t see the battles you fight when the lights go out.