hey, my Name is Diana I am 18 years old. I am very independend and adventures. So I decided once to go to Scotland (beautiful i love it there *seuftz*) half an year as an aupair. I had my own seperated room with toilet and everything just went fine.

So back home in munich I thought let´s pack your stuff again and go to Spain. Jup, and again I had my own toilet. The problem I couldn´t go cause it was in the centre of the family live. Next to my bathroom were the kitchen and the living-room. I didn´t go to the toilet two weeks. Than my parents decided I had to come back home.

Since I can think i didn´t go to public toilets not to friends nor to camp toilets just never. When I was a little child i thought it´s normal but know i know it better. That was the time I reconigezed I am crazy cause all the people didn´t understand me and were just looking strange at me when I tried to explain.

Today I found this side and I felt so reliefes that i cried.
I want to ask you all to do me a favor. I am going to the therapy know to get ride of this problem and i would like to have someone to write mails about it!
If there is anyone who is going to make a therapy just write me and we can support each other and go together through this problem because one thing i know for sure I am not going to let this problem determ my whole life!

Sorry for the of mistakes. I hope to improve my english soon .

bye bye
dinchen