Through my life, I've never really known consistency. I've moved around a lot (at least 15 times) in my 25 years on this earth. I've been homeschooled, thrown into school halfway through grade nine, and graduated with honors – going to Ottawa University with the intention of going for BA in English. I've lost, gained, and then lost weight. I've even broken my back twice in a matter of weeks and went through an extremely difficult healing process. Through all this, one thing has remained the same: wetting the bed and overactive bladder. It's haunted me for my entire life, and sometimes it would leave me with emotional scars, but most times it was just a part of my life, and something I just had to deal with on a daily basis.