I'm 18 years old and I have been a day and night time wetter my entire life. Bedwetting is an embarrassing situation, one that has always made me feel ashamed and alone, trapped with a problem that I didn't know how to fix on my own.

When I was younger I was found out by some kids at school for wetting and I was teased on and off for years about it. Bedwetting is just something that kids are expected to grow out of on their own eventually, and that can be really pressurising when you are younger.

I never did grow out of it so when I was 11 I started to see a specialist at the hospital who put me on different types of medication, but the medication never had any real effect.

Other things I tried from childhood were star charts, alarms, bed mats, pull ups and even reflexology, anything that might help, but nothing seemed to work for me. Eventually I went back to the hospital and was started on new medication for over 18s and that has made a massive difference. For the first time in my life I am consistently dry at night and I don't have as much urgency to go during the day.

I feel that after 18 years of having my life controlled by a bladder problem that I finally have some freedom from it, and I want to do anything I can to raise awareness of continence issues.

Life's not fair that kids and teenagers with the same problems I struggled with feel totally alone with what they're going through. It's an awful feeling and I want them to know that there is help available and no matter what they think, this problem won't be permanent.

Update from Hannah (2015)

I'm now 21 years old and still having problems. I've been on long term medication for four years now and I cannot manage without it and at times this gets me really down. But before the medication I'm on now, I had no control over my bedwetting and daytime wetting at all so I know I'm lucky. I feel better knowing that I have some kind of solution to a problem that controlled my entire childhood.

University was a struggle at times, I lived in halls with ten other people in my house, keeping my bedding clean and my room smelling clean without anyone noticing wasn't an enjoyable experience but I didn't want the judgement to ruin my university experience.

In my second and third years I lived with some friends in a much smaller house so I had no choice but to explain, they were great with me about it and really supportive.

I've been with my partner since we were 16 years old and he's been nothing but supportive from the start. On days when my problem gets me down he makes me feel better, when I have accidents he reassures me that everything is going to be alright, I couldn't have asked for a stronger person in my life.

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