I was a bedwetter until I was about 15, and it was humiliating.
I grew up in a house where there were no taboos, so it came originally from a pretty innocent place, where I was shocked at the things that shocked people.
That's not to say that I don't find anything offensive.
I think Jews tend to hold me in fairly high regard.
That still feels like the most accurate description - I felt homesick, but I was home.
When you’re a bed wetter there’s only one group of people you can feel better than, bed shitters, and unfortunately they’re hard to come by.