Telling my current roommate wasn't just one of the best things I've ever done as a DL: it's one of the best things I've ever done from an overall wellness perspective. Telling her allowed me to move being a DL in from the shadows. I figured she'd be understanding, and she was, but what I wasn't expecting was the effect that telling her would have on
me. That night I turned one of my dresser drawers into a diaper drawer. (Later, I showed her an M4 and a Tena Slip Maxi; she also has a standing offer to try one which, to the best of my knowledge, she hasn't yet taken
). I started wearing around the apartment. I grew more confident buying diapers to the point where a clerk at one of the medical supply stores recognized me the last time I bought M4s. And I've gotten a lot closer to understanding
why I wear diapers. All this has happened within the past seven months.
I'm still not
completely comfortable wearing around her. If I'm wearing when I know she's home for the night I'll use Air Pluses or Lilles instead of M4s or Molicares. A few weeks ago she came home unexpectedly while I was wearing my first 24/7. She then proceeded to plant herself on the living room floor and start up a conversation, in the middle of which my phone rang. I had no choice but to get up and waddle out of the room. I think I kept the crinkling to a minimum. But what's cool is that even if I didn't, or if she noticed that my sweats were sagging unusually low, she wouldn't have said anything, anyway. Of course, I'm still paranoid about her knowing that I'm wearing; it'll take me a while to get over that, I think, even though during subsequent conversations about diapers she told me she's never known me to be wearing. But
anyway, I can't recommend enough sharing this with the people you live with.