Why I stopped hiding
After my prostate surgery, the leaks came with the recovery. What nobody prepared me for was how much of my life I'd start planning around them.
Pads that shifted when I sat down and rustled when I walked. Adult pull-ups that felt like a nappy. I checked every mirror for a wet patch and stopped wearing light trousers.
Then I found a boxer brief with the protection built in. I didn't take anyone's word for it — I tested it at my kitchen table. Here's what I saw.






