I was looking for something online a few minutes ago and had a new memory. It is of the physical therapist teaching me how to do pelvic floor exercises.
I don't remember the context, but I'm guessing it was because I was incontinent due to the abuse. I know my first foster mom always accused me of peeing the bed which I never comprehended. she actually wiped shit on the wall and accused me of doing it. Or maybe it was her pervert son who was molesting me and my sister. I wouldn't be surprised if he had been peeing on me, or I had peed spontaneously when being molested.
Hmmm new thought as a result of writing this; This all might explain why I had an irresistable need to pee whenever I was sexually aroused up until I was in my late thirties.

As Mark Twain once quipped, history may not repeat itself, but it does rhyme.