I've been a DL for as long as I can remember. As a very young child, I would steal diapers from the neighbor or, gasp, pick out used diapers from their trashcan. Eww, yuk! I know, it sounds gross, but little boys don't always think about things like germs; and I never, ever would have played with a poopy diaper. I just wanted to wear diapers so bad and wearing wet ones out of the trash was the only way to do so. I did ask my parents to buy me diapers, but, well, I'm sure you can figure out how that went.
Anyway, I've been involved in the online AB/DL community since the very early 1990's - starting with ASFD (well before spam destroyed USENET). This name, "InPampers", has been used by me since that time. Many will know me from AOL with that name. I am thankful it was available on ADISC. I gave it up a long time ago, during a period of doubt and distance from the ABDL community.
I am still active on BBIF and on Daily Diapers, though the latter seems somewhat immature despite its longevity online. My email address there is different - just look for yeoldediapers. I do miss some of the forgotten forums of old, such as ASFD and ABY.com; and of course, DPF, but c'est la vie I guess. Change is the only constant.
One place I enjoyed, and actually started oh so long ago was "2b-incont-l" on Yahoo Groups (actually, I think it was "eGroups", which was then acquired by Yahoo in 2000). I started and ran the group for a few years, but school, work, and life took their toll. I handed the group over to someone else and left. When I tried to return a couple years later, the group had been closed by Yahoo. I never learned what had happened. The group's premise was simple, discussing the concept of intentionally becoming incontinent.
Even now, this is a decisive subject, outright inflaming to some; but I maintain a position in life that each person is responsible for themselves. So long as one can appreciate the consequences, it is their choice to make. Nevertheless, while I do respect the dissenting opinion, I have no use for the instigators. Frankly, I am an adult and have freewill, I will choose my own path and believe others should be permitted to do the same.
What I do have use for, and enjoy, is thoughtful, respectful discussion and argument on the issue; in depth discussion on how to accomplish ones goals; and stories from those who have succeeded in their efforts (and the good and bad sides of life after "success"). Such should be well rounded and informative, such that all manner of persons reading these discussions can grasp the realities from the fantasy.
I did spend two extended periods of my life in diapers 24/7. The first time was for just more than a year and the second was about six-months. I had hoped to become incontinent in that time, but to no avail. I gave up; but my giving up was only in my failure to achieve my goal, the 'untraining' and hypnosis methods did not work for me. In my lifetime, I hope to try and succeed in this.
Since then, I made a similar effort, but for nighttime only. In this, I am successful, now having to wear diapers at night. This does make my lifestyle more difficult, but I manage just fine. I accomplished this almost three years ago. It has had its challenges, but I was ready for them and I do accept them; and after these three years, I wake up with a smile when I wake up wet. For what it is worth, I have slept better in the past three years than in the many years before that.
Given the difficulties of vagabonding and traveling whilst needing diapers, I have not sought to try going 24/7 again just yet. It is hard enough to get diapers in some places that to be successful would necessitate changing my lifestyle in a way I do not yet wish to. It isn't difficult to carry a week or more supply with me, but a weeks supply with 24/7 use would equal a months supply for nighttime only.
When I am flying, I have made a commitment to myself, and mostly kept it, to always fly diapered. Be it flying an aircraft, or as a passenger in the back. On a recent trip home, this did have some minor consequence when dealing with our lovely TSA; but once the diaper was discovered and, um, investigated, the TSO quickly moved on to the rest of his assault (while I say that, let me also say that as he was performing his assault on my dignity and our Constitution, as his leadership demands, he was still very composed and professional).
Diapers, incontinence (or desire for), and such do not make my life complete. They are only a part of it. Granted, they are an important part for sure. As much as I've wanted to need diapers, I've also tried to not want them.
The longest I've been able to abstain is one-year, but even in that year I was conflicted; and by the end I accepted my desires as fate and learned to enjoy my attachment. I have had the desire to use diapers since I was taken out of them; and upon reflection, I became aware that this was integral to my life. To remove the desire would break a part of me, and I liked that part of me, so I embraced it and have been far happier since.
There is much more to my life besides my interest in diapers. As much as I've written so far, this may be hard to believe, but as important as diapers are in my life, they capitalize only a small part of it. I have a career in medicine (allied health), which certainly keeps me busy; but I do have a life beyond just work (although my staff may disagree).
I am an avid photographer, shooting on the Canon DSLR platform. I have been fortunate to have a few of my photos published; and though this was nothing grand or outstanding, I certainly enjoyed the day I saw them in print. I am a private pilot, though I am "low time" and inexperienced, I do fly as much as I can. Flying gives a sense of freedom from the world, an escape from terra firma and a respite from my 'normal' life.
Interestingly, flying has afforded me opportunity to wear diapers with legit purpose. When flying on a longer cross-country, stopping to pee is not so easy. Some folks use a urinal bottle, and some have iron clad bladders. Trying to pee into a bottle distracts my attention from flying the plane, which is haphazard and possibly dangerous; and having a full bladder, albeit iron clad or not, is very uncomfortable and also distracting. Diapers are a legitimate option when flying a small plane.
I am also a traveler; a vagabond with no fixed address (save for a PO Box somewhere) and worn out shoes. I will always be a traveler, even when I've settled down. I do so wish to find a woman to make my spouse, and to build a family with; but even then I will still be a traveler, just with little travelers with whom to share the journey. If anything, perhaps my only regret is not having done so already.
I do work a lot and I do play a lot, but I am not wealthy in the financial sense (I do well enough for my desire), though I do consider myself to be 'rich', but only in so far as what my life experiences have earned me. Presently, I am in the Middle East. From here, who knows. I only hope that good fortune continues to find me wherever my journey leads. As some advice for those so inclined, this journey is the destination.
A wise man once told me that, "there was nowhere to go but everywhere ..." (Jack Kerouac, On the Road). I believe this, and here I am...