It's been a couple of months since my dad confronted me on finding my diapers. He said it was the second time he had found them. He didn't get angry but he did seem concerned. I was so freaked out and embarrassed by all of this that I basically just said "I'm fine" and quickly left, pretending I had something to do. I'm sure he told my mom and sister because nobody keeps their mouths shut around here.
Anyway, since then, nobody has mentioned it but sometimes when I'm talking to him about something, I can almost swear he's looking at my crotch to see if I'm wearing. Also, I've noticed he tries to avoid my room at all costs now (which I guess I don't mind so much.) It took me almost 3 weeks before I felt the desire to wear any of them and the first 2 or 3 times after that I was very paranoid. But I'm now starting to get over it a bit.
I've been wearing almost 24/7 for the past 3 and 1/2 weeks (for #1 only) and my life has improved vastly because of it. I've lost weight, gotten off of all my anxiety meds, cut way back on my drinking and work has been going great lately. I want to keep this up but I have to order a new case of diapers soon and I am not looking forward to the devilry because I just know somebody's going to say something.
I'm starting to get panicked again because I want my diapers but I don't want any trouble.