I was bedwetter into my teens. I wore diapers for pretty much the whole time. I had very much love/hate relationship about it.
My parents put me back in diapers at night when I was 8. I fought it. I was embarrassed and hated it, especially when I had to be around other family members...sometimes my cousins would make fun of me for wearing diapers.
But eventually it became part of my routine and I accepted that diapers were a better option than a constantly wet or smelly bed.
Id say that by the time I was 11 or so, I realized that I kind of liked wearing diapers. I didn't mind them and would actually look forward to putting them on in the evenings. And during this time I
But of course as I went into my teens...I started to hate again the fact I was a bedwetter and realized that none of my friends had the same issue. It was a challenging time for sure. But I was lucky that I had a good friend who knew about it and was accepting of me. So that made life a bit easier, and I was still able to have sleepovers with him.
But still, it was always an embarrassing thing.
Boopa said:
I was bedwetter into my teens. I wore diapers for pretty much the whole time. I had very much love/hate relationship about it.
My parents put me back in diapers at night when I was 8. I fought it. I was embarrassed and hated it, especially when I had to be around other family members...sometimes my cousins would make fun of me for wearing diapers.
But eventually it became part of my routine and I accepted that diapers were a better option than a constantly wet or smelly bed.
Id say that by the time I was 11 or so, I realized that I kind of liked wearing diapers. I didn't mind them and would actually look forward to putting them on in the evenings. And during this time I
But of course as I went into my teens...I started to hate again the fact I was a bedwetter and realized that none of my friends had the same issue. It was a challenging time for sure. But I was lucky that I had a good friend who knew about it and was accepting of me. So that made life a bit easier, and I was still able to have sleepovers with him.
But still, it was always an embarrassing thing.
Sorry for your troubles