I wet the bed almost every night up until i was about a sophomore in high school. I wore diapers to bed and had a mattress protector. I slept in a bed tent until I was about 11 or 12 because I was very afraid of the dark. My bed tent always smelled like wet Pampers. I experienced several embarrassing episodes of being spotted while traveling in a wet diaper or being noticed by by cousins, friends or neighbors.
I remember a few weeks into my sophomore year of high school, one morning i woke up with a dry diaper. I thought it was a fluke. Then the next morning I was dry, and then the next. I still wore diapers for a few weeks because when I hit puberty I really started to like my diapers a LOT. But then,it was obvious that what the doctor had been telling me for years finally happened. I outgrew my bedwetting. I don't really think I had a single accident during those years. Then around college, I suddenly started wetting again. At first it was maybe once every two weeks. Then it started to become more frequent. I ultimately dropped out of college due to my extreme anxiety and my bedwetting and finished out school as a commuter. The truth is even when I was dry during my mid-teens, my diaper fetish continued so I would occasionally swipe a diaper from my little brother or buy a pack in the grocery store (with sweaty palms and a rapid heartbeat). The problem was that since I was now turned on by diapers, I was totally uncomfortable with my parents knowing I was wearing them again or even discussing the issue with them. I did enjoy wearing a diaper in my private time but I didn't want to be a bedwetter any more. I wanted control over it. I wound up getting treatments from my doctor including a prescription drug which I had to stop because it was inflaming my kidneys. I even had a Botox-like substance injected into my bladder which did seem to make my accident nights less frequent but it didn't altogether stop it. I also recognized how alcohol triggers a wet night almost guaranteed.
Nowadays I seem to be a "3 wet nights out of 7" sort of wetter. So today I am married to a great guy who accepts me, my bedwetting, and my diapers. He does seem to be a little puzzled as to why some mornings when I'm wet, I am in no hurry to take my soggy diaper off until after coffee, breakfast, and sometimes a few video games. Being a bedwetter growing up triggered my fetish I am certain. It was not an easy experience at all but today I find very few things as comforting as closing the tapes on a plastic backed diaper right before bed!