Lets see now... I am 52 years old. Have liked diapers and plastic pants since I was about twelve or so. When I was a teenager, girls and cars were my desires.
But little did I know that diaper desires were lurking in the back, dusty corner of my brain waiting for a moment to jump back into my life. And diapers did. I don't know what drives me into diapers. And am no longer worried about it. I don't wear everyday, but then I don't need to. I prefer cloth diapers and plastic pants but don't care for the hassles of washing them. And there you have it. I see I left almost everything out.