well that's just the way i am; a jeans and t-shirt wearing sort of dike. at least that's what people see me for. like most everyone else who survived to some level of adult-hood, i suspect; i have hid my more dynamic-self down deep for safety sake.
i will say right off the bat this is not the first online community that i have joined. but it is the first in a very long time as i had to leave the others as they were not safe for "little's".
that word "little's" may be new to some of you, but it's not why i am here. little's are just a fact of life for me, so-to-speck. i am here because i have become "incontinent". it is not what i am, it is just what has finely caught up with me. it has been nagging at my heels for a while now and it's hear.
that being said; what i like most about life is sailing. oh how i do love to sail....... and i love what goes along with sailing; being on the open-water. i love going to sea too, but that is another story.
second to sailing, i dearly love to row. and when i say that, i mean a standard row-boat. not a performance scull. being on the river in a boat with nothing but the ore's and my own skill to get me where i want to go is just heaven to me.
then comes bicycling. if one can't sail, row or bicycle there, why on earth would one want to go. no, i am just kidding. i grew-up doing that stuff and just never got over loving it.
so maybe some of you are wondering why am i here if i don't like wearing diapers. well i have a secret. a story not unlike some of your's. i wet my bed as a child for years. i had no help with it. but it did get a little better after puberty. however, when i was very young i tried to borrow some of my little brother's diaper's to help me. all i remember of this was the ridicule at my mother's hands. as i got older i swore that i would fix my own problem's, including the part where i liked wearing my little brother's diaper's. and i thought i had fixed it.
now in latter years i spent some time working in an AIDS hospice where i made and lost a lot of friends. of course, this added to my problem with adult institutional green diapers. the sight of which (as one mite emagine) sort-of dredge up really unhappy memories for my little's. and when they get up-set; i have to deal with that, and it isn't easy.
to make a long story a bit shorter, i would still be in denial if my problem had not gotten much worse. however, my reading has helped me find some non-triggering solutions for both myself and my little's. i find that diapers can be cute and child-like. and for someone with little's, that i think (and hope) is heaven sent......
little lodge wrecker.......
(sure hope i haven't said too bloody much)