I knew right away that I shouldn’t have said it. The girl began to cry almost instantaneously. I hated how people judged me for my toileting issues, but it was hypocritical to behave that way toward others dealing with problems outside of their own control.
My outburst of anger really wasn’t at the girl or her mother. I wanted to be normal, to go to the beach without people pointing or staring at me. Without people talking down to me or trying to stereotype me as someone who was only compatible with other children who aren’t normal.
I couldn’t think of any good way to extract myself from the situation. So, I instead made it worse.