I've been in diapers since childhood on and off. I've fought the dribbles and leaks. I've been to the doctor who said any attempt at fixing it would be worse than the problem. I've faced the questioning of grownups who thought I was crazy (might it be all in my head?) I've experienced the joy, comfort, peace, and security of being diapered. I've been through the binge-purge cycle many times and found stability and loving friends and family who know about my diaper needs. I've chatted, talked, conferred, etc. online for more than a decade now. I should have this all figured out.
And most days I do. Most days I go along with life without a problem. Being diapered much of the time is my reality, and it will likely never change, and I'm living a great life. That's the good news for all of us - it can be done!
Then, though, there are still the moments that I pause to lament. There are still the times when I realize that what I must do is considered shameful or weird in the eyes of many. There are times I wish I didn't have to do what I have to do to get by.
Then I also realize what wearing diapers has taught me. I am not so judgmental of others. I have compassion. I do my best to be understanding. I have learned to adapt and be thoughtful of the needs of myself and others. I have been forced to learn a lot about myself and my needs, what is truly important, and how to relate to others with courtesy.
So no matter where you are in your diaper or little needs, discovery, or self-understanding, know that it is OK to celebrate and also OK to be bummed out sometimes. There are likely many good days ahead, and a few lousy ones, too. Not one of us gets it right all the time, and we walk through this together. Thanks to this community for your support.