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I love sleeping in nappies and plastic pants. I don't think I could sleep without them now.INCONTGUY said:I've always been a bedwetter and have ALWAYS loved my diapers and plastic pants.
I love sleeping in nappies and plastic pants. I don't think I could sleep without them now.INCONTGUY said:I've always been a bedwetter and have ALWAYS loved my diapers and plastic pants.
Me neither. It’s just part of who I am. Wet every night but with the right nappy and plastic pants I sleep well and don’t stress about it. My wife would by her own admiration much rather have me in nappies than share a wet bedWetshisbed said:I love sleeping in nappies and plastic pants. I don't think I could sleep without them now.
Being a life-long wetter, diapers were usual for me, as were the rubber pants I wore over them. No problems with mom or with my nursemaid in my teens.Davvyboy said:I was never a bed wetter myself.
But I had friends that did.
They had to wear nappies at night, like it or not !
I was quite envious at the time !
However I don’t think I would have liked my own mum changing my nappies after age 2 or 3.
She was never a kind or patient person and she would have made it extremely stressful.
I hope my ADISC friends were treated with kindness and respect.
Excellent reply, thank youTenaman said:I wet the bed til I was about 6yo and was changed into Terry nappies and waterproof pants every night by our nanny. I was the oldest and my siblings were dry before me. I was then dry pretty much until aged 10/11 and started to wet the bed again. I was away at school and whilst it was embarrassing, there were quite a few of us who had to report to the matron before bed and were put into Terry nappy pants and waterproof pants and of course had the inevitable waterproof sheet on our beds. I continued to wet the bed until I was about 14. I was then pretty much dry until my mid 20s, bar drinking too much in my teens, when I had a spinal injury and from that moment on wet the bed every night. 40 years on and after further spinal injuries I am now in nappies 24/7. I hated being put into nappies at school but at least I wasn’t the only one and I felt very alone and embarrassed in my 20s as it definitely stopped me having relationships or staying away. Then in my 30s I met my now wife. I was open with her from the outset of our relationship and she has always been amazing. Now wearing nappies is just an everyday occurrence and they are just my normal underwear. Of course there are challenges or difficult situations - such as changing in public places - but now I don’t hate wearing nappies I just accept it is part of my life. In fact it is what enables me to lead a pretty much normal life.
I felt exactly the same in the early seventies.MikeDJ said:I remember my childhood friend who lived near me. He was always put in diapers whenever he was home sick and he was 8 at the time I was 9. This was around 1980 so the diapers then were the thick plasticky ones. His mom insisted he be diapered when he was bed ridden and didnt want him running to the bathroom. I remember him being so embarrassed telling me about this. Its funny though I never pushed the issue. He told me and said to keep it a secret. If he only knew I was telling people on ADISC about him over 40 years later LoL....I in a sense was actually a little jealous of him, my mom wouldve never entertained that idea when I got sick. She was strictly once you trained out of diapers you never ever wear them again! If only she knew nowadays of my liking and wearing of diapers nowadays!
My grandmas neighbor had lots on little kids and some were a bit older and they were all running around the yard in just nappies and t shirts often. Their mum also was a tad violent. She was always hitting them all and yelling constantly. I was also young and would play with them sometimes and it seemed they always were getting in trouble and always wearing nappies. I loved nappies but in now way wanted to be in their situation.Davvyboy said:I felt exactly the same in the early seventies.
My ( pretend) cousin's were in nappies ( 7 and 8).
Their mum was awful and was borderline violent with them.
They had no choice.
But in a strange way I would have loved to have swapped places??
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