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How did you feel about School changing rooms, when it came to P.E and or Sport?

for me

I was intimidated by it
it felt wrong
having also questioning my sexuality at the time, i was worried i would get a hard on watching all the boys change, i remember getting hard just thinking about it, and then kind of feeling weird about that also ... heh

I use to conveniently forget my sports clothes all the time, they made me do lines and i couldnt participate in the sports activities, but i was OK with that because i didnt have to face these feelings

I remember staring at the entrants to the girls toilets/change rooms and thinking why cant i go in here? because im a boy... etc

Awkward, I always tried dress and undress as quickly and discreetly as possible. I never even liked using urinals either. I had a very late/mild puberty too, so I felt very conscious that I didn't have the body that the others had, not I really wanted it, but we all like to fit in..

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Quote from: Megan. on January 06, 2018, 05:42:16 AM
Awkward, I always tried dress and undress as quickly and discreetly as possible. I never even liked using urinals either. I had a very late/mild puberty top, so I felt very conscious that I didn't have the body that the others had, not I really wanted it, but we all like to fit in..

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I never liked using Urinals either, sitting down to pee always just felt right too me, standing to pee in the toilet i even hate the noise it makes

I changed in the locker room with all the other boys, but there was no way I was going to shower after gym class.  Luckily for me, the teacher wasn't strict about showering, and lots of the other boys didn't either.

I loathed PE. Through middle school and high school I never showered after class. I always changed as quickly as I could. I avoided the shower areas because I did not want to see a naked guy. I hated dividing into 'shirts vs skins' teams and one team had to play shirtless, that was just so demeaning.

The only time I ever found PE moderately interesting was for a short period in high school when they allowed boys and girls to interact for archery, badminton, and tennis. Outside of that brief period I felt that PE was by far the worst part of the day.

Nudity of any kind didn't bother me at all.  When I was around 14 my whole family went to a nudist beach where I got cured of nude-a-phobia.  I did gain a fear of swimming naked with jellyfish though.


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I went to 15 different schools in high school and junior high, not all PE programs were the same. The county that I lived in the most until after 9th grade, my best friend's mom was a PE teacher. Even if I didn't go to that school she could normally get me out of using locker rooms in any school in the county. Most of the gym teachers didn't require me to change in the locker rooms or shower because of the documented history that followed me everywhere. If I absolutely had to use the locker room to participate, even with my history, I failed every time. I played baseball and football in the schools that I didn't have to use the locker rooms and didn't in the others. The army was the worst. Most of the time I was allowed to shower separately as long as it didn't interfere with their schedule but not always. It was horrible and I was always a quivering mess after. Thankfully though I kept getting jobs that separated me from the rest of the company. Mailroom, dispatcher, Captain's secretary, Captain's driver, command sergeant major's driver then his personal assistant, he called me his Batman which I have never understood. All of those jobs I had a different schedule from everyone else or had my own separate bathroom.

I like men but of all the times I was in the shower or locker room I only ever was like, Ooooooh my! once. Usually I was too terrified. My first real crush was a guy in the army. He was in Germany before his wife and children got there and found out that that his wife had cheated on him, with his brother. Really, what kind of brother would do that?!? I was the captain's driver at the time and I asked if the two of us could have a pass for the next day so I could take him out and get him drunk. For me it was great, God he was so beautiful and tall and fun and ugh! We got super drunk. The next morning around ten hundred I lurched to the bathroom in a completely empty barracks and hit a wall of steam. I go to the showers to see what's going on and all of the shower heads are pouring out boiling water apparently. I hear a moan and go to see if whoever is there is okay. Mac is on the floor in the corner with a gallon jug of water beside him. You ever know a guy that is always going on about how small he is? That was Mac. If a girl needs six inches to be satisfied we will have to do it three times and other comments like that. What a liar! Oh my God it was like there was an oompa loompa in the shower with us.

Anyway, my reaction to him filled me with self hatred and disgust. I started drinking like I was on a mission from God and lost all of my friends. It was many years before I recovered from that night and decades before I accepted who I am. It was being with him and not the shower though and we never even did anything, just friend stuff.

There are many memories in my life I could do without, locker rooms are one of the worst. But at least I have that one good memory. 😊

It used to feel really awkward for me. I always shyed away and turned to corner and changed while no one was looking. But now I just change in front of guys and girls.

I've mentioned this elsewhere, but I used to hate hate hate the boys locker room, and showering was the most horrifying thing I had to endure in school. When I found out in 5th grade that if you joined the band you were excused from gym class, I was all over that. I never saw the inside of a locker room from that point on.


- Stephanie