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By Little Sherri · Posted
I was spanked as a kid, so I can understand how that helplessness and humiliation can get turned into fascination, and more, although it hasn't worked that way for me. I'm not particularly into spanking - for me, they were painful and humiliating experiences, and I have not spanked my own kids at all. I got into fistfight with my stepdad, when I was about 13, because he wanted to spank me a second time, one day when he was in a particularly bad mood. I had already put up with it once that day, and the second time was too much - I was ready to die on that hill. He never tried it again, although he did punch me in the nose a couple of times. But I was diapered as a kid, for bedwetting, and I found that humiliating, as well, and now I am very much into diapers, so why one experience imprinted itself on me, and the other did not, I have no idea. The human psyche is an interesting thing! -
By Little Sherri · Posted
I wore diapers to bed for bedwetting, for most of my childhood, so I never really got out of diapers at night, although during the day, I was out of diapers from before my earliest memories. This was the 1980's, so pull-ups didn't exist yet. I started realizing that I was "funny" about diapers when I was very young, again, going back to almost my earliest memories. There was a girl who lived on our street around the same age as I was, when I was about 5 to 7 years old, who wore diapers, and I was absolutely fascinated by her situation. My parents said that she was my first crush, because I was glued to her side, whenever she was around - I chose my name her in homage to her, he name was Sherri. I lived in abject terror of anyone finding out I still wore diapers to bed (and I had an older sister and younger brother who didn't, so I felt very much like I was at their mercy not to tell their friends), so you would think I would have stayed away from "diaper girl", but I couldn't help myself. I had a love/hate relationship with my own diapers - by myself, I loved being in them, loved how they felt, felt calmer in them, slept "like a baby". But I was also cognizant of my parents wanting me to outgrow them, and I wanted to be considered a big kid, didn't want to have anything to do with babyish things, so being diapered every night after dinner created some real cognitive dissonance. I was ashamed that I wore diapers, and I was ashamed that I liked wearing them, and I knew that I could never tell anyone - I felt like I was alone in the world with my weird fascination, which at the time was not remotely sexual - I was way too young for that (Freud might disagree). So, when I outgrew needing them, just before I turned 11, I didn't think to continue to have "accidents" - I rolled with being dry at night, and let my parents throw me a ticker tape parade, basically. Plus, toddler diapers were barely fitting me, anyway, and I had no idea what the worlds had to offer for older kids, in the diaper department. Within months of being out of diapers, I started making my own out of towels and bags, which is similar to a lot of people's "origin stories" here. I did that until I was 13, when my stepdad found my stash, and yelled at me in front of my family about it. After that, I didn't wear a diaper for 20 years, but then I found a photo of myself in one of my mom's photo albums, at Christmas, at maybe age 6 or 7, and I had a diaper on, because it was first thing in the morning, and as soon as I saw that, I felt this part of me reawaken again, and within weeks, I'd bought some XL Goodnites that I could barely fit into, and then Depends. It took me probably another 10 years to think to Google the topic - I went looking for a source for adult cloth diapers. And behold, I discovered both this site, and Rearz, and my mind was blown. An industry? A community? Unthinkable. As to the why of it, I have no idea. This chose me, I didn't choose this. Maybe being diapered after my younger brother was out of them, caused some psychological stress, and I commuted that stress into enjoyment, as a defense mechanism. Certainly, I had a lot of anxiety about people knowing I was in diapers at night, and that really stands out as one of the major backdrops to my childhood. And maybe revisiting this, as an adult, has been a mechanism for me to take back that stress, and to relive those experiences on my own terms, as an adult, because as a kid, so many things are done to you, with you having little to no agency, and minimal control. So, here I am now, having been 7 years 24/7. I've come full circle, I guess. I don't know if you call that an inspiring story, or a stark warning, but I've discovered along the way that most of the world doesn't care much about your underpants preferences. I have some friends that know, and obviously, my immediate family knows (I'm married and I have two kids, although my "kids" can drive, and one of them can vote). So far, everyone's reactions have been nonevents; I'm lucky to have good friends. It's been a bit of an adjustment for my wife, who is pretty vanilla, and definitely not into this, but she's mostly kind about it, and she occasionally cracks wicked jokes at my expense. And I don't live in a van, down by the river, so I'll call that a win. -
Interesting idea. Where does this 3rd lower tape sit on the nappy body and attach to the landing zone relative to the main tapes? -
By longislandguy · Posted
Thanks for the encouragement. Cruising range isn’t what she used to be. Plus, I regularly wet the bed, but don’t consider myself a bedwetter oddly enough. -
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