if this is true, you can report them for abuse. that is not acceptable.
i was still a bedwetter at age 30 and my wife made me go to my sister-in-law for toilet training because her job was toilet training mentally retarded kids. i wanted to die from embarrasment. my sister-in-law did not let me wear any clothes at her house so i was always naked. she spanked me when i was bad and this was even more embarrasing because she was 22 years old. eight years younger then me. i had to sit on my potty for 20 minuets and if i didn't go she spanked me and made me stand in the corner like a little baby. my potty was near the front door. when i was sitting on it i was always looking at the clock and wishing the time would go away before anyone else came over. my most embarrassing moment happened when the doorbell rang and 2 of her girlfriends came in and saw me naked and sitting on my potty. first they were giggling and then they started laughing when vicky [my sister-in-law], told them she needed to potty train me like a little baby. vicky could see that i didn't go in my potty and she told me to stand up and bend over. she spanked me right in front of her friends. when i stood up, her friends could see that my peepee was big and dripping. vicky didn't like that so she asked her friends to spank me with a belt and that's how i got spanked 2 more times. a few days later i was right in the middle of pooping into my potty when her friends walked in. felt so humiliated that i wanted to die and it was making me cry a lot. vicky checked me and saw that i wasn't finished. she told me to push and get it all out or else i would get another spanking. i started pushing as hard as i could and the two girls began laughing at me...a lot. when i finished, vicky made me lie down on my back and pull my knees up to my chin. then she asked the girls to grab each of my legs and spread me wide. as my sister-in-law was cleaning me, her girlfriends were staring at all of me. all of my poo poo place and all of my wee wee. when i was cleaned up vicky said "don't let him move. i'll be right back." one of the girls reached down grabbed my wee wee and said "you better not move." vicky came back holding a jar of vaseline. she rubbed it along and inside my poo poo place. next, vicky took out a thermometer and said, "its time to take his temperature." vicky put the therMOMeter inside me and began moving it back and forth. the girls were laughting so hard now that they were having trouble keeping my legs up. i was crying louder and louder because i knew what my sister-in-law was doing.
i hope that your family stoppes embarrasing you and that i can learn how to stop my bedwetting because i never want to get any more toilet training ever again.