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I'll start by answering some of the questions that were asked in the other threads, and thanks guys for your support, its very nice. Many people do not support people who decide to go 24/7 for whatever reason, so its nice to see people that do. so give us a little history of your wearing did you buy diapers locally while diapered? I started wearing on and off, you know, like just every once in a while for 1 diaper at a time, it took some time to find a decent diaper.. i first bought the depends pullups .. first diaper, first wetting, first leak. I just threw away that package lol. Yea i bought that one at the local walgreens, just like 2 or 3 other packs of depends overnight, those can't take that much so I started looking online. Thats pretty much it for buying diapers locally, but yea I did it, no problems with it at all. Now I get my cases on auto-order from xp medical.. Abenas are great for me so far! what was your favorite place to be diapered? In bed did you carry a man bag with spares and wipes? Well i bring a backpack around, like a school backpack, but its very nice and well made so it doesn't look bad at all. When i go to parties i put my drinks in there so i have an excuse to bring it in u know, it has a pocket inside where i put a ziploc of wipes and 1 diaper. Everywhere else I go the bag either stays in the car or just come with me cuz its "appropriate", but yea when I go out I bring a change of course. You mention your wife is the one behind your 24/7 wearing - is this something you feel ok talking about? Why is she making you wear? Your needs...her needs...?? Definitely a bit of both, forced diaper wear is more the turn on for me than the actual diaper, so thats what were roleplaying. She likes it a lot. * So after 4 months, I still wet the bed very regularly, but it seems to happen only during a certain time, that is, when i go to sleep at night during the first 4 hours or so.. If i go to sleep and take a nap during the day for example, I dont seem to be wetting the bed then, but rather immediately when i wake up. Maybe its because the sleep is deeper at night During the day things are still very concious so nothing much to say there...I dont really know what would happen if i went without diapers for a day or 2, i dont really want to find out either, but i would probably be fine i think. Thanks for reading

I've been waiting for some nice "off" time to write this, and since I'm on an Amtrak train heading cross country, this seems as good a time as any. Before I go on, I need to say that this is my story. What I've been through is unique to me. However, I do offer it as a cauntionary tale. As they say, "Your mileage may vary..." Ever since I was an early teen I've been atracted to women's clothing. Of course, in those pre-internet days of the 60's I thought I was really weird and went through the typical cycles of attraction and revultion. By the time I was in my 20's I'd try to slip into some frilly things whenever I could secretively get away with it. Of course, this was all a Big Secret. The "Big Secret". It became an even bigger secret in the mid 90's when the internet helped me to discover what I was: a cross dresser. But still, the secret held, especially to my (then) wife. That relationship, however, was on a downward spiral. On one emotional evening I told her what I was, and revealed to her that I'd been trying on her clothing. "I didn't sign up for this." was her reaction. Shortly after that, she moved out. But, wonder of wonders, something amazing happened. I'd always had a hair-trigger temper. A violent, lashing-out, screaming temper. Suddenly, literally overnight, the temper evaporated. As best as I can figure, the three decades of the Big Secret were such a strain on me that my brain resolved it by making me angry. Friends commented on the sudden change in me. I was a new person. By then search tools on the internet had improved to the point where I could do some serious searching and I lit upon Tri-Ess. Others like me! Living alone gave me the opportunity to dress in a way that I'd never been able to. Dress and actually go out in public as a woman! I began to use a breast pump, trying to get some decent boobs. I thought about hormones, but I'm enough of a science geek to be very cautious about putting something as strong as that in my body. Neverthe less, I was out the in public, in the mall, on business trips, around town, as "a girl". By the early 0's I was in a great relationship with a woman who'd eventually become my wife. When I, with much trepidation, told her about my crossdressing her response was "how sweet", and that was that! Life was good. Business, though, was not so good. It was a depressing time for me. Lot's of work stress. My doctor prescribed Zoloft. In the same way the coming out to my ex-wife erased the anger from me, the Zoloft had an amazing effect: the dress-up and go-out desire simply evaporated. I still loved women's clothing, and never even though about giving up my nightgowns and pretty undies, but the desire to "present" as a woman, to almost "be" a woman had dissapeared. I wrote a letter telling what had happened to my friends at Tri-Ess, but was viewed almost as a traitor by them. The idea that something as simple as an anti-depressent could change me so was anathema to them. Was I "cured" of being a cross-dresser? Hardly. If I was, why was I still keeping my panties and nighties? Why couldn't I force myself to donate away all of my dresses? Other posters in this forum have talkey about the "spectrum" of gender. Gender is in the brain. The way I read things is that whatever mix of connections and chemicals are in my skull made me what I was, and am. The first "coming-out" stabalized a hideous imbalance and made me a sane, non-angry, person for the first time since I hit puberty. The Zoloft was just as important. It leveled out the wild giddyness of my new-found femininity and brought it down to what I feel is my true state: a man that loves women, likes being feminine, but doesn't want to BE a woman. Now to the "why" of writing this. I've seen a lot of notes floating by here about self-administered hormones; desires to travel out-of-country where gender-changing surgery isn't so rigerously controled. I look at what I've been through in my 60 years and I look back at the twenty-something me. A lot of folks go though the correct route and find a physician / psycholgist that will help them truly explore their sexuality and help them to really know where they are in the gender spectrum. Others don't, and jump in with both feet into the "I'm a woman inside and I want to BE a woman" pond. What I want to get across is that before any ireversible changes are made, be totally sure that the "real" you isn't a Zoloft away. I thought I was one thing, and it turns out I was something else. I'm not preaching any "rightness" or "wrongness" in any of this. Just make sure that before you start loading up on hormones or lopping off body parts, you're not just in a state of "giddy feminity". That's about it. I'm sure a number of you are ready to throw things at me. A number will say I'm in denial. As I said at the start: "Your mileage may vary." Indeed it may.

It seems like everyone talking about quality issues is getting them from 3rd party suppliers. I haven't had any issues from the cases I have ordered directly from them. They are always in stock and arrive in about 24 hours after ordering them.

I believe in profiling, but not in the way you think of it, of course not all Muslims are not terrorists. There are many things that make someones profile look suspicious. It isn't just one thing, but has to be several things. And by asking random questions that don't seem to have anything to do with them flying that day you can tell a lot about someones intentions. I don't fly, so don't know what happens when you fly out of the country, but from what I have heard only others countries do this as it takes training to learn how to read people. Anyone watch Psych or The Mentalist? Ya, that is what I am talking about, they have be aware of everything the person is doing and has on there person and what does and does not make sense.

People begging for diapers online always cracks me up. Do like the rest of us and get a job.

In case anyone is interested Abena products are currently on sale at the Medco Health Store...

I LOVE LOVE LOVE Christmas and EVERYTHING about it!! I love Church at Christmas, singing carols, nativities, delivering millions of church Christmas cards, making shoe boxes of presents for the children we sponser in Romania and the Phiopeans (can'ts spell it sorry) I love work at Christmas, writing the nativity play, making decorations with the kids, Christmas crafts, Christmas cooking, the Christmas party, Christmas music playing all day.... (We've already started this) I love the shops at Christmas, all the decorations up, Christmas music I love getting presents, I love buying presents, I love Christmas dinner, I love spending time with my family (well my husbands family) and I put up with mine. I love Christmas films, Christmas TV, I love decorating my tree. ..... Lanny LOVES Christmas

I graduated high school into the wide-open recreational-drug extravaganza of 1976. I'd already been smoking pot for a year and a half; for the next 10 years I did EVERYTHING available (altho I never put a needle in my arm, and after a few tastes never got into pills-- Vals, Ludes, speeders, etc). I've dosed lysergic hundreds of times (never had a bad trip-- mood and setting is key). Mushrooms are always a good time, all-head no-body trip. Opium is a satiny loving dangerous dream lover. And of course, the herb is always a convenient, safe and inspirational shuttle-flight to take-- either with friends, or to time-out by yourself. Am I cheerleading? No. I last did coke in 1987 (sad social scene), last trip in 1988 (street acid sucked), and quit smoking pot in 2004 (after years of dialling it down). My only vices now are Sam Adams, caffeine and Philip Morris. Welllllllllll.... ok, fine-- after five years, I called up my cousin and copped an 8th of some really kind bud. That was two and a half months ago, and it's only half gone. In 1978, me and a couple pals could smoke an ounce in a day. Nowadays, an occasional one-hit at the end of my day is a nice little treat. (But only by myself, in a non-social situation-- it makes me very self-conscious, and introspective. I use the time to write, play my guitar... creative un-distracted time.) I'm lucky to have survived all the shit I did. A few people I partied with didn't. I don't regret anything of the substances I put into my body... nobody could have talked me out of it-- not even the person I am now! But there comes a point when, if you're just not feelin' it anymore and don't wanna live that movie-role for the 439th time anymore, then for fuck's sake be honest with yourself. Find another way to get off on life... I've found being straight can be pretty radical too! wv

Did hash, weed, XTC, speed, shrooms, Sage, herbal X and alot more =O From what i just named only speed and XTC are illegal here in holland.. rest was purchased at a smartshop in haarlem. Only smoke hash once a month or 2 lately (after 8 years of being highly addicted) and i drink beer at times (usually only when going out or at parties). quit the rest few years ago : )

I only ever drink alcohol and that's rare to be honest - ok when I do drink - I have a good drink - either whiskey, vodka or maybe some good old fashioned english beer (thats not what Americans call "beer" - the stuff you class as beer we class as lager - fizzy belchy alcohol....lol. My other "drugs" if you like are caffeine (obtained by drinking too much coffee) and adrenaline (addiciton fed by exercise!) I have strong and well voiced opinions on people who take illegal drugs, the bottom line is people - if it's illegal, its illegal for a reason! I actually have a split feeling of disgust and pity for all these people who take drugs. Disgust is fuelled by the fact that drug addicts eventually will need some medical attention and in the UK - the skanky, dirty lowlife get it for free and that means indirectly - I PAY FOR IT!!! I think people who take any form of illegal drug should be banned for life from driving, drugs and driving are as bad/worse than drunk driving in my opinion. The pity side comes from the thought - man your life must be so crap to have to take the drug in the first place. Get high on life instead of drugs - do something with your life, quit bitching that society owes you something. One thing that worries me (although maybe it shouldn't because I don't live there)....is guns and drugs. I'd hate to live in America where in many states it is legal to own a gun to defend yourself (I find the who NRA thing totally repugnent and thank god I live in England) - and yet what if you are under the influence of drugs and a minor arguement with someone ends up with a shooting because of clouded judgement down to drugs. Just a thought - and feel free to PM me to discuss it further - I don't want to start a flaming war on the boards people - I'm just have an opinion! Regards dynamick

Isn't it great when people who aren't even paying for their healthcare have the guts to whine and complain about how they feel they were treated and the lack of privacy in an ER room overflowing with patients? So you want all this privacy, which would mean building a bigger hospital, which you wouldn't be paying for, and then also have better more understanding doctors that haven't been dealing with a thousand ER patients during their 14 hour shift they're on but then won't pay for those people either as you're not paying for insurance. The state is and in turn the people who are actually working are paying for your insurance and those people have too probably pay for their own insurance out of pocket even though they have a job. You should be lucky others have a job so that you can go to a hospital and not have to pay for it. Disability, yeah, everyones got one of those. You can sit here and play on your computer all day and complain about your experience but too disabled to even answer a phone at a call center I suppose. Nice, I love the way the government works. Now, off to work to pay for your insurance and medical care your going to whine about here. Enjoy your time off. I hope to get a vactation here sometime to get a day off.

My last ex girlfriend in fact dumped me because I asked her one day if she would change my wet diaper. I admit it did confuse her and stun her, as this was my way of coming out to her, so she didn't know. She had got off of work at the real estate office and went to change her clothes for the evening. I had decided the days before that I would come out to her, so while she was upstairs I had set out the powder and fresh diaper and changing pad and also flooded my diaper before she came down. She did, and I asked her if she would mind changing my wet diaper. It took awhile for her to calm down, and I explained what was going on, then she left the house and came back the next day with some boxes. So much for close personal diaperlations. I do on a regular basis rent hotel rooms and order "prostitution" services to send out an escort. I know the are used to odd requests, and only two escorts have bailed out on me before changing me. The others are very willing to change me. I usually set up the hotel room like a nursery with basically everything like a nursery, and when they come in I typically am already wet and also messy and needing to be immediately changed. Those are no so close relations. I had my mom change me many times out of a messy and wet diaper when I had broken both of my legs in high school. It was very difficult almost impossible to use the toilet (well...okay, IMPOSSIBLE( and I needed diapers 24/7 for about 5 months for bathroom using. My mom was the onyl way who could stand my messy diapers and honestly, I would not have wanted any other person to do it anyway. She is pretty nice and gentle with the hands. And myself. I change my wet *or* messy diapers everyday.

Maybe by grabbing your remote off your bed while you were under covers in diapers, he was trying to get a look at your diaper? He might know and want to see your wet diaper, tell him! Maybe he wants to change your diapers!

He might be ABDL as well!! Did that ever occur to you? You never know who you really live with till you find out the secret. Maybe moving the sheets are his way of wanting a quick peek at your diaper. I can't balme him, i love the sight of a wet diaper. I would tellhim. What do you have to lose?

No wonder why we're in a Nanny State . You're intitled to diaper rash cream under Obama's health plan