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One year.
It has been one year this month that since I have acknowledged that I am a diaper lover. You would think that has become easier to type, but it has not. It feels like so long ago that I went to the post office to pick up the box that held what would become the gateway to such simple pleasure and comfort.
It began so simply, too. I was just a frustrated bedwetter looking for a solution that was better than pullups and store brand Depends. It hadn't even been that much time since I discovered that there were cloth diapers that fit adults. Then I put my first one on and felt… protected, safe, and happy? Happy? I didn't understand. I began searching for an answer. I began lurking a forum I found browsing incognito. Thanks to the stress that night, I wet my diaper.
October came and with it another diaper. It was cute and I had to have it. I still hadn't found my answer but a curious term had entered my field of view: diaper lover, someone who likes and enjoys diapers. I was certainly building a stash, and I was starting to look forward to putting one on at the end of the day.
Mid month I saw an adorable printed diaper. I bought it and an extra insert, because I liked the tight bulk fit.
When November came, and the stress accidents with it, I had an unexplained confidence. I de-lurked, joining the forum, declaring myself a diaper lover and Little. If it had not been for what I learned there, it would have been impossible. Nowhere else did I find the kind of informative and helpful information that I found there.
I guess what I'm saying is, Thank you, ADISC.
It has been one year this month that since I have acknowledged that I am a diaper lover. You would think that has become easier to type, but it has not. It feels like so long ago that I went to the post office to pick up the box that held what would become the gateway to such simple pleasure and comfort.
It began so simply, too. I was just a frustrated bedwetter looking for a solution that was better than pullups and store brand Depends. It hadn't even been that much time since I discovered that there were cloth diapers that fit adults. Then I put my first one on and felt… protected, safe, and happy? Happy? I didn't understand. I began searching for an answer. I began lurking a forum I found browsing incognito. Thanks to the stress that night, I wet my diaper.
October came and with it another diaper. It was cute and I had to have it. I still hadn't found my answer but a curious term had entered my field of view: diaper lover, someone who likes and enjoys diapers. I was certainly building a stash, and I was starting to look forward to putting one on at the end of the day.
Mid month I saw an adorable printed diaper. I bought it and an extra insert, because I liked the tight bulk fit.
When November came, and the stress accidents with it, I had an unexplained confidence. I de-lurked, joining the forum, declaring myself a diaper lover and Little. If it had not been for what I learned there, it would have been impossible. Nowhere else did I find the kind of informative and helpful information that I found there.
I guess what I'm saying is, Thank you, ADISC.
