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Most days, it's not a big deal. I've pretty much accepted my "situation" these days. Sometimes it feels like a "demise".
Every once in a while I wake up in the morning wishing that this "diaper nightmare" would end. It would be so much more convenient and less embarrassing, not to mention a $aving$. Whenever that thought reminds me that "yes, I do wear diapers" goes through my head, then there is that mental sigh that "yes.. it is sadly true". And then there's the skeletons in my closet (the diaper stash) that I sometimes need to keep hidden (home inspection for a moving quote for example).
Oh, to be young and fully continent again!
Does anyone else suffer this nagging thought from time to time?
(IC only please).
Every once in a while I wake up in the morning wishing that this "diaper nightmare" would end. It would be so much more convenient and less embarrassing, not to mention a $aving$. Whenever that thought reminds me that "yes, I do wear diapers" goes through my head, then there is that mental sigh that "yes.. it is sadly true". And then there's the skeletons in my closet (the diaper stash) that I sometimes need to keep hidden (home inspection for a moving quote for example).
Oh, to be young and fully continent again!
Does anyone else suffer this nagging thought from time to time?
(IC only please).