How Peeing In Front of an Audience Changed my Life Perspective
Learn from my mistake and don’t pee in public
When I was six, my mom decided my life was lacking embarrassment and decided to sign me up for Karate classes.
The plan was for me to be an overachiever, but I turned out to be the kind of kid who rather curl up with a good book instead of throwing kicks and punches.
I was given a choice — karate class or jazz class.
I gave jazz a whirl, but the teachers expected me to smile while dancing. Can you believe that? There I was, a hostage to this non-reading activity, and they wanted me to broadcast a fraudulent grin as if I were on a theme park ride, not in a dance studio.
So, Karate it was — where I hoped to repurpose my resentment into some decent high kicks.
My parents wanted me to chop wood blocks, when the reality was I was more at risk of getting splinters from them.
The Day Of…
I’ve been nervous since the very first day of my existence. I popped out of the womb with a worry list.
But I never got solid proof that my worries were justified until one fateful Saturday that I had been dreading forever: the day I was supposed to level up from a white belt to…
