Jessi
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- Diaper Lover
- Incontinent
I guess I'll give y'all the extended intro. Forgive the "y'all", by the way. Have I mentioned I'm from Kentucky?
I'm 25 and I'm from Kentucky. I've been interested in diapers for a long time, ever since I was a kid after I was potty-trained.
However, I was diagnosed with ulcerative collitis about four years ago.
At first, I thought that I was having simple stomach issues after eating something that I probably shouldn't have... but then, while at work and feeling otherwise fine, I suddenly filled my pants while organizing the stockroom. I told my boss and, luckily, she was actually on my side and felt really bad for me. I worked at a Hollister as the backstock manager back then and, considering the situation, she let me clean myself up in the bathroom then gave me a different pair of pants to go home in (she'd probably get fired by the company if they found out, considering it was one of the store's pairs of pants, but I'm not about to drop names; she didn't have to be that cool about it and I'm thankful).
Since then, I've had to wear protection pretty much 24/7. I don't always have an accident, but it can happen and it does happen frequently. I keep a diaper bag fully-supplied at all times now, just in case of emergencies.
The odd thing though? (Or maybe normal thing, within this particular community anyway)
Because of my already established inclinations, I don't mind it at all. I mean, I've told my close friends about my situation, and they respect it, but I haven't told anybody about the actual secret; that I enjoy it. Man, that'd be HARD to explain.
I have a few other health issues (no worries, none of 'em deadly like MS or cancer or anything), so I luckily qualify for government paid support. I have the ability to supply myself with diapers easily and, even luckier, my co-workers at my current job don't mind my issue either. At first, it made getting to know them kind of hard... you know how the whole "that guy wears diapers" thing kinda weirds people out. They were wary around me at first, but I'm the kind of guy who cracks jokes really often, so eventually they warmed-up and got to know me.
All in all, I'd say that things have worked out really well. At first, doing my diaper business in private was tons of fun, but then the real deal hit me and I had to wear them all the time. That was scary. I had to take a secret passion and essentially move it into my everyday life. It's so strange when something like that happens.
But now? Well, I've managed to integrate things pretty well. Nobody needs to know that I enjoy my situation. Nobody needs to know that if I accidentally mess myself, I love it. And even then, I'm the kind of guy that goes and cleans himself up immediately (unless I'm at home in private). Because another kind of guy I am is one that doesn't want others to have to smell me when they don't want to (totes rude).
My name is Jessie [LAST NAME EXPUNGED]. I wear diapers 24/7 and... it's pretty great. Who are you?
I'm 25 and I'm from Kentucky. I've been interested in diapers for a long time, ever since I was a kid after I was potty-trained.
However, I was diagnosed with ulcerative collitis about four years ago.
At first, I thought that I was having simple stomach issues after eating something that I probably shouldn't have... but then, while at work and feeling otherwise fine, I suddenly filled my pants while organizing the stockroom. I told my boss and, luckily, she was actually on my side and felt really bad for me. I worked at a Hollister as the backstock manager back then and, considering the situation, she let me clean myself up in the bathroom then gave me a different pair of pants to go home in (she'd probably get fired by the company if they found out, considering it was one of the store's pairs of pants, but I'm not about to drop names; she didn't have to be that cool about it and I'm thankful).
Since then, I've had to wear protection pretty much 24/7. I don't always have an accident, but it can happen and it does happen frequently. I keep a diaper bag fully-supplied at all times now, just in case of emergencies.
The odd thing though? (Or maybe normal thing, within this particular community anyway)
Because of my already established inclinations, I don't mind it at all. I mean, I've told my close friends about my situation, and they respect it, but I haven't told anybody about the actual secret; that I enjoy it. Man, that'd be HARD to explain.
I have a few other health issues (no worries, none of 'em deadly like MS or cancer or anything), so I luckily qualify for government paid support. I have the ability to supply myself with diapers easily and, even luckier, my co-workers at my current job don't mind my issue either. At first, it made getting to know them kind of hard... you know how the whole "that guy wears diapers" thing kinda weirds people out. They were wary around me at first, but I'm the kind of guy who cracks jokes really often, so eventually they warmed-up and got to know me.
All in all, I'd say that things have worked out really well. At first, doing my diaper business in private was tons of fun, but then the real deal hit me and I had to wear them all the time. That was scary. I had to take a secret passion and essentially move it into my everyday life. It's so strange when something like that happens.
But now? Well, I've managed to integrate things pretty well. Nobody needs to know that I enjoy my situation. Nobody needs to know that if I accidentally mess myself, I love it. And even then, I'm the kind of guy that goes and cleans himself up immediately (unless I'm at home in private). Because another kind of guy I am is one that doesn't want others to have to smell me when they don't want to (totes rude).
My name is Jessie [LAST NAME EXPUNGED]. I wear diapers 24/7 and... it's pretty great. Who are you?
