It's been sometime since I've posted on here. I've been wearing for nearly 10 months straight. The fact my wife knows and the anxiety thing made it pretty easy. Though, this summer was a learning experience.
Everyone knows now. My family, her family, friends, coworkers, I don't try to hide it in public nor do I flaunt it. I just don't care what people think. I had some mix reactions but went over very well. Basically, said the anxiety was the cause of me wearing. It was either diapers or pills. If you guys care about how that went down, if enough interest I can write about it.
Though, I do get a lot of questions. My one friend even took interest. I'm hoping he might wear one day.
My wife is doing well with it too. She's even been wearing from time to time. She's told her family that she wears too but wears for support for me. Her family is accepting of it.
So, if it wasn't for that one night at the restaurant and telling my wife... I'd still be keeping this a secret.
For all of you who've been debating telling people, if they truly love you they should accept you for who you are and what makes you... you. If they don't, how could you ever be happy with them?
Everyone knows now. My family, her family, friends, coworkers, I don't try to hide it in public nor do I flaunt it. I just don't care what people think. I had some mix reactions but went over very well. Basically, said the anxiety was the cause of me wearing. It was either diapers or pills. If you guys care about how that went down, if enough interest I can write about it.
Though, I do get a lot of questions. My one friend even took interest. I'm hoping he might wear one day.
My wife is doing well with it too. She's even been wearing from time to time. She's told her family that she wears too but wears for support for me. Her family is accepting of it.
So, if it wasn't for that one night at the restaurant and telling my wife... I'd still be keeping this a secret.
For all of you who've been debating telling people, if they truly love you they should accept you for who you are and what makes you... you. If they don't, how could you ever be happy with them?