I think we just have a lack of perspective going on in this thread. You want to know what's worse than being incontinent and having to deal with DLs? Being a DL and having to deal with incontinence. Sure, on the surface it may sound like you're getting what you want, but as is so often in life, it just doesn't work out like that.
For you, you developed a problem and pragmatically sought a solution to it. You're obviously unhappy with your condition, as anyone would be, and questioning why anyone would want to fake it, which I'd agree is naturally the reaction to expect. With my experience though, I've been a DL since I can remember. Don't know why, don't think I ever will - but I never wanted to become incontinent. I was completely happy indulging in diapers on the side, a little here or there, keeping it totally to myself. Then, during a time when I hadn't indulged the DL side of me for quite some time, I started to have serious urges to urinate that left little time to hit the bathroom, slowly getting worse, leading to leaks. I went to a urologist, and after 4 months of tests (including a urodynamic test, which was one of the most unpleasant medical experiences of my life), they diagnosed me with a number of different symptoms (urinary retention, delayed sensation, nocturnal enuresis, the list goes on). The medication they prescribed had gnarly side effects, with only a moderate primary effect. Not worth it. I can make it to a toilet a good amount of times in a day, but if I'm in a store, on public transit, or the bathroom is busy, I will involuntarily wet myself. It's humiliating and degrading.
Why? Shouldn't I love that being a DL? Not really, and I'll tell you why. For some, being a DL is a fetish, for others it's a comfort, for me it's the former. None of these really apply in the professional world, or when going out with some friends, etc. Picture this: big boss summons you to his office to discuss your latest project - in the middle of discussing it, you get a serious urge and two minutes later end up wetting yourself. It's a fact of the condition - but you can't help feeling embarrassed, as you used to get off on it, and now you're doing it in front of a big boss? Every time it happens, I second guess myself. Could I have run to the bathroom and made it? Maybe, maybe not. Am I just doing this for jollies? I don't really need to wear diapers, right? Then, I'll have a dry spell for a day or two when my bladder decides to cooperate, I'll go without, and end up wetting my pants while walking down Main St in my town.
In my mind, you're luckier than I, as you never need second guess yourself. Yes, I agree it's a strange thing to wish for a medical disability as some here might, but as long as no one gets hurt, live and let live I say. I came to ADISC to get different perspectives after all of this happened to me, because it was driving me crazy. Now, I'm much more relaxed with it, although it still is in the back of my mind.