That Tuesday night I was on a forum for women over 55.
The kind of thread where women say things they would never say anywhere else.
I came across something I had never seen before.
Women talking about underwear — not pads, not liners — actual underwear, built from the inside to handle bladder leaks. That looked exactly like the underwear they had always worn. That felt exactly like the underwear they had always worn.
That meant they had stopped carrying the bag.
I was sceptical. I want to be honest about that.
Eight years of managing something teaches you a specific kind of caution. The kind where hope has a cost you have paid before.
But I kept reading.
And one comment stopped me completely.
"I took the spare clothes out of my bag six months ago. I keep forgetting to mention it because I keep forgetting it used to be there."
I read that three times.
I clicked through.