I’ve mostly moved away from the esoteric psychological observations that are my stock in trade, when I’m not off on some kind of crusade, but sometimes I can’t help but wonder out loud about something.
I’ve had shy bladder for as long as I can remember, and I’d speculated that this may be an Omega trait, by analogy to the animal impulse of “marking territory”. Scott Adams has possibly noticed this as well.
Alternatively, it could be due to a feeling of vulnerability when in the presence of others. I’ve tried a number of things but it’s a very strong instinct, akin to being unable to think deeply while someone is playing the “I’m not touching you” game. It’s not much of an inconvenience anyway, because at worst you can wait for the stall instead of using a urinal.
Today I learned that if I’m busy thinking about ways to keep my plates spinning and which one I prefer for which reason, the accompanying abundance mentality cures the shy bladder.