I went with "Other". To quote someone smarter than I am, I didn't choose "this", it chose me. It took me until I was in my 30's to develop a shell of willful confidence, over my introverted interior, that has helped me, from a career perspective - as a kid, I was afraid a lot. Diapers were definitely one of the pillars of those feelings of inadequacy and anxiety, because I had to wear them, and because I derived comfort from wearing them, and, that I felt guilt shame about wanting to wear them, even though I had no choice, either about wearing them, or, about wanting them. It also sucked that my father died when I was a kid, and I ended up with an alcoholic stepfather who had very different opinions about older kids who still wet the bed. I'd been coddled, and had enjoyed a peaceful early upbringing, which left me ill-prepared for what was coming, post- apocalypse.
On the other hand, I think those early, idyllic experiences established expectations that helped me arrive at a better place, with respect to what I'll put up with, as an adult, than if I'd always lived in turbulence, and at the same time, I was case-hardened by the later fires, which has left me better equipped to deal with arseholes, when I encounter them.
But if you asked me, based on what I know now, whether I'd have wanted to grow up either requiring, or pining for, baby's underpants, I would say that no, it probably wouldn't be the easiest path.
Terry-lined plastic pants have proven themselves, for me. Basic plastic or PUL pants can prevent wicking incidents, or contain minor leaks, but if there is not absorbent material beyond the interior of your diaper, except for your bedding... liquid finds a way. A bed pad can also help, but I move around a lot at night, so I needed something that can relocated with me.
The boss closed the door and sat down. “I’ve been watching you and Kelly since you each got back from Pleasant Acres. I’ve decided to make some changes now. I’ll have all the affected parties in shortly, but I wanted to tell you personally, first.”
Jim silently nodded, not knowing where this was going.
“Kelly’s development has really taken off. I like how she’s stepped in for Vic and made good decisions, including sending Meagan off to PA. I think he’s going to make a good Director of Engineering.”
There Jim had it. Director of Engineering was his job. He was being replaced. He felt a pain in his stomach.
“That leaves what I’m going to do with you. I think I have the perfect thing.”
Jim was still nervous. He thought about Pam. Without thinking, he blurted out, “Can I keep Pam with me?”
The boss smiled. “Of course. In fact, Pam and Kathy have found an assistant for Kelly. Pam wanted to stay with you, as well. I guess you’ve figured out what’s coming next.”
“Actually, sorry. No, I haven’t. I mean, I like my job, but if the company decides that there’s another role they'd rather have me in. I’ll do my best to make everything successful.” He hoped that sounded positive, not like sour grapes about being reassigned.
The boss grinned. “I don’t think you do understand. You see, I’m going for a little touch-up work at Pleasant Acres and then I’m on to bigger things. I’m leaving the company.”
“I’ll be sorry to see you go,” Jim said sincerely.
“You probably might at that,” the Boss said. The awkward pause continued, but finally the boss broke the quiet. “You still haven’t figured it out?”
“No.”
“You’re replacing me.”
I agree, a soaked diaper will leak depending on many factors (and side wetting is often prone to leaking)
like if the leg guards hold up
the center of the diapers absorbency and wicking rate and the middle of the diaper is where most of the wetting absorbing takes place
but also if you wear multiple diapers and don’t cut slits into the first diaper so it will wick to the other diaper the urine will just flow out of the leak guards instead.