Mixymagic

Ok....so I guess I'll share some of mine. 1) First one is one I've had a few times and I hate it It isn't a good one. I go into this bathroom, and it's a gigantic open space with toilets, some that have stalls and some that are just.....out in the open sort of? It's a mess of a design. And I'm trying to find one in private, but I can't or when I do, the toilet is really gross and overflowing or something and I'm revolted so I can't sit down. Sometimes I can find one (yes, of course the gross, terribly uncomfortable dream is the one that's recurring.....), but usually that ends up with the door being broken and me having to try to pee while holding the door that is falling apart closed with a foot while I'm sitting on the toilet. So this either ends with me sitting on the toilet, half peeing, half being terrified someone is going to see me peeing or not being able to find one, running to a corner, crossing my legs as tight as I can, not being able to hold it, and peeing my pants while I'm crying. I usually wake up scared from this one and sad and if it's the middle of the night, hide under the covers. If I'm wearing a diaper I use it cause I am NOT getting up....if I'm not, I either try to hold it, which hurts since at that point I already need to go, or just wet the bed because it's dark, the dream is always creepy as well as being gross, and I'm terrified. 2) This was a one off. I'm sitting on the floor with my Aunt and mom there talking about something unimportant and I'm watching something I identify as a cartoon but it's a dream so it's nonsense and then I realize I hafta pee. My aunt senses this somehow (again, dream) and is like, "Oh sweetheart, do you need to go? here, let's use the potty." and then picks me up (I hadn't realized I was tiny until that happened) pulls my jammies and training pants that I was wearing in the dream down, and sets me on a plastic potty. She tells me I'm a good girl and to try and I do in fact pee, they clap their hands and one of them (don't remember which one) gives me a kiss, and I wake up. I was crying...for other reasons. 3) I wake up (in my dream) and start crying out cause I'm scared. I don't expect anyone to come because I live alone, but, someone does come. A lady I don't know comes in and asks, "What's wrong cupcake?" and I just hold my arms up, and she snuggles me and holds me tightly while she tells me everything is alright and that she's there. She then tells me to take deep breaths cause I was panic-crying, and kisses me on the forehead and tells me I'm such a good girl. She then gets in the bed, pulls me into her lap and snuggles me tighter and softly strokes my hair while humming. At this point I start to doze off, I think I maybe started sucking my thumb, and then I suddenly realize I have a diaper on because I'm really little and have to pee so I just...pee. I'm so happy, comforted, and loved and so sleepy...and then I wake up. No one is there. I hug a nearby stuffy and well, cry...alot. (I think I have a pattern of being terrified or crying after my dreams....it doesn't help that I'll wake up from these dreams foggy and pretty regressed so my adult mind can't rationalize things....at least I remember them fondly...except the first one. I hate that one.) 4) Ok, this one involves no crying. I go into this mall because I'm late for school...yes the school was in the mall, don't ask why. I put on my rollerskates to skate to the school through the mall(??) and go past the foodcourt to get in line to enter the store...that is my school...and has giant bouncers checking IDs (?????????) I meet someone who is like a kid version of one of my friends and a girl I don't think I know IRL who know me and they say there's an assembly and we all have to be on stage in a play with no warning or practice or I'll fail school and have to be a cafeteria lady for life. So since I have massive fear of getting in front of people, I start to panic and the girl I don't know tells me to calm down and take a deep breath. She actually helps and takes my hand telling me she will show me to the play that would suit me the most. I rollerskate up to the bouncers who check my ID and nod, telling me I'm Juliet and I need to be on stage now. I start to panic again and the girl tells the bouncer, "No, that's wrong, she's too young, I'll get her to Mrs. Bonobo (which is close to my actual teacher in kindergarten's name so I thought that was funny). For some reason, the bouncer just...accepts that and she takes me by the hand, helps me get my rollerskates off and then leads me down the left hallway that has stars and hearts motif when my brain knew I SHOULD have gone down the right hallway. She tells me I would fail as Juliet because I'm too sensitive to be onstage and I'd probably wet my pants, so she was going to help me be somewhere more comfortable. Meanwhile I don't know what's happening. We finally get to what looks like a pre-school class with the teacher helping the students with their costumes (the girl's were all fairies and the boys were all....pirates I think?) The girl just walks up and says, "Hi, this girl is too little to be in our play as Juliet, she should be in this class." The teacher looks at me and just says, "come with me, angel, we'll get you fixed up!" without a second thought and the girl who I guess was my friend but I didn't know waves bye to me and leaves. She gives me a costume and tells me to go change, so I go to the girls room and start when I notice the pull-up in there and then on cue comes, "Darling, I know you have accidents when you are scared, so please use the training panties I gave you!" I do as she says and Imma cute lil fairy princess! Then she ushers us all out on stage and the play just begins. I have no idea what to do, so I just run around dancing sorta and yes, my nerves get the best of me so I nervous pee in the costume. I wake up soon after. That one....I don't even know. There's more, but those are it for now. My brain is something....

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A. I love dreams! I've actually had fun ones before, just never woke up wet. Just needing to pee real bad. Even if I pee in the dream. A couple of them are actually quite adorable and I still remember them a while out. If I woke up wet after a dream like that, I'd have some morning sleepy giggles for sure. Goals I guess.

Sooooooo, alright, it depends what you mean by "good". What are you looking for? Cuteness, comfort, fit, something to just reinforce your little side discreetly, or something to actually use when you need to go? I heard about these newer sized XL goodnights and decided to see how they fit and, surprisingly they fit me super good....which honestly kinda blew me away. They are soft and comfy and, especially compared to the adult pull-ups available (granny panties ick...not cute), super cute. As far as actually using them, yes you can. What you can't do though is just like, open the floodgates. They, for one, are not made for a grown up sized bladder and for two, are made for kinda trickling into, not letting everything go at once. So if you just walk around and have "little accidents" from time to time, yeah they do alright. Otherwise, you'll have a leak, so be aware of that. Also consider that I am a girl, so my experience may differ from a boy's due to anatomy. That being said, I love them and they are going into my undie rotation.

Ok, like, I'm newish here (posting and not lurking from time to time at least), and I kinda understand both arguments...I mean, not completely and I'm probably biased towards one side vs the other, but I can sorta see where people come from. Like, I can't speak for the people that are very against someone going about becoming unable to use the toilet via some method or other, but I assume, if maybe they suffer from it daily and maybe they have learned to live with it (especially if they are on this forum), but maybe they still see it not as something one should strive for, but something they didn't choose and had to learn, maybe force themselves to learn, how to cope and accept that. So when they see someone do something they had to struggle to accept happened to them, maybe they just kinda post from the place of trying to get the person to understand how they feel, someone who had no choice in the matter. They may think the person expressing a desire to become incontinent in some way is acting on a fantasy version of incontinence, in their excited desire to "need" protection, and maybe they assume , whether rightly or wrongly, that the individual hasn't thought things out enough. Like the little girl (or boy) who wants to marry a princess or prince and maybe never grows out of that to some degree and assumes a fantasy storybook version of a romantic partner is just gonna be perfect and sweep them off their feet and thus can never find someone who meets those standards. It's not the same thing, but similar in certain ways, and maybe those that post negatively are coming at it like that. Maybe they don't understand why someone would WANT what they would give so much to not have. Now, there are people I've seen that, like, are more educational and kinder about it and people that are just mean and insulting. The later I don't agree with (in any scenario, not just this one. Shaming, anger, and vitriol are not necessary. I feel like people online, just looking at text, forget there is a real person behind that text that can really be hurt by these sorts of responses...and it's important to realize some may not be able to shake that kinda negative response off as well as others can). The former, though, I can sorta understand. That being said, I do agree with some of the above responses that bodily autonomy is, or should be at least, a right everyone has. If it isn't hurting other people and the person makes that choice without being coerced, with sound mind and informed consent, then I see no reason why anyone else should care. Also, I've learned that people don't think the same way. You might think this should be obvious to anyone, and to some extent, I mean yeah, but in general, even very basic ways of thinking can be different from person to person. I used to assume everyone's brain worked more or less like mine. I mean, we are all humans, right? Alas, I've discovered, through people telling me as such, and looking at the ways I am and think about things, that I was a little dumb in thinking that. I think it was my own brain's attempt to avoid admitting something that may be true about myself, but that's another story. So all of that to say, yes, I think some people would feel happier, more whole, more at peace with themselves if they had some flavor of incontinence, whether it be bedwetting, occasional accidents, a weaker bladder, a weaker everything, or full on incontinence at all times. I mean, for me, I've struggled with accepting my little side and that I do regress and have those childish, "immature" tendencies. I used to mentally try to block it out, be "normal" at all times, even when alone, but I was denying a part of myself, honestly probably the BEST parts of myself, as my little self embodies so many positive things. And I, in turn, kinda feel happier, sunnier, more at peace when I take some of those traits little me has and "fully embrace" them so to speak. And for me, bedwetting is one of them I think. So I'm trying to do that now. Rather than be stressed, get fitful, irregular sleep, wake up with painfully full bladder, I'd much rather regress a bit at bedtime, snuggle up in my jammies and whatever soft plushies I want to hug that night, in soft comfy diaper cause I "know" I will wet, and wake up after having slept great all through the night and wetting in my sleep. I think that's healthier for me. I'd never tell everyone that this is for them and they need to try it. I think every individual deserves the right to choose what is best for them, and even if that thing is not for someone else, I think their choice should at least be respected and not shamed or ridiculed or put down. You don't know that person, thus you cannot judge their decisions from what they post online. Obviously, that in not their whole selves, just part of it. I think the world would be better with more love and less hate. More acceptance and less rejection. People seem to disagree, what with the way the world is heading, but I honestly and truly don't get that and think it is extraordinarily sad. If it makes someone happy and is doing no harm to others, respect their choice, even if you don't understand it. That's all. Let the negatives your experiences put on that choice fade away, because again, you are not anyone else but you and really can't understand what that other person may be feeling. My 2 cents.

That is a good point, though. I hate taking medicine, so I've just kinda struggled with it. And yes, I agree that happy is a nice bonus! I like happy too! Thanks for the supportive words Not much to report yet, it's only been a couple days anyway. I'm still in the "set-up" phase kinda sorta. Gonna see that therapy person this week and we are gonna start REALLY trying stuffs. Little me has been out a LOT this week, so excitement. So, like, if it goes well, I'll have something to report!

Thank you all for saying hi! I do in fact like stories, and I LOVE reading/being read to. I also have a file on my computer full of ones I've written, though about 99.5% of them are dumb and only because I write random stories off the top of my head when I'm bored or just have an idea, or whatever. Can't say I'm any good, but that's not the point I guess. Kinda relieves stress. Anyway, thank you and I suppose I'll see you around or like, your words that is, not you. Who can REALLY see "you" anyway? Idk. <---this is a joke, I'm not that philosophical. Thanks again and byebye for nows!

Being a connoisseur of all things cute, I proclaim these...like super cute. I'm always a verysuperbig fan of cute animal mascots, so that's also a plus. Never heard of the company though. I also lovelovelove trying new things! And these are new, cute things for little me, so that makes me want to immediately buy some. Also being a fan of my many neighbors not finding out they are living next to a toddler who has shattered the size charts to pieces somehow though, I have a couple questions if you have a quick sec. 1) are they comfy once on? Cause I'm looking for super super super comfy sleep diapers for reasons (Super comfy AND super cute!) 2) Did they leak? 3) How discreet was the shipping? Was the box sturdy, or did it come like one of my orders from I company I shall not name with a giant hole in the top of the tape and almost falling apart and you could see inside and I almost died on the spot when I saw it sitting there? Like I had a mini panic on the spot and then went full blown anxiety-tantrum once in private. What shows up on the credit card under the charge for their name? I am super paranoid about, like, everything. Don't mind me. Thank yooooouuuuuuu!

That's a really really really tough question. Really. I guess I'll go with more current-ish cartoons since I see a lot of the older ones....though I will say I love PPG, like I have stuffies of all of them. I dunno, I watch stuff for my little age and a bit older sometimes. I love princess shows, so ofc Sophia the First. Elena of Avalor, I mean...Bluey, True and the Rainbow Kingdom, Sarah and Duck, Doc Mcstuffins, and a buncha other ones. As for stuff maybe a biiiiit too old for little me but idc they are really neat, Star vs. the forces of Evil, Avatar (ofc), the new She-ra (Like.....I love it). Those are like...just a few.

I wouldn't say no to ANYTHING sweet...except licorice. But, I guess my favorites would be M+Ms (any style), nerds, and anything strawberry flavored....oh and those smartie thingsadoos.

Right. So yeah like, I just made an intro post, why not do this RIGHT NOW?! Jeez, me, calm down. But like seriously, we are doing this cause I'm up and I need to vent this out. So this is more or less my thought space. Rambling to the void. If anyone is here to read this stuff, hi! Today is day one of what I'm going to call Mixy's Accidental Sleepytime Blog and Q+A. I'm gonna update this thread with nighttime thoughts and progress towards uh....not waking up with a painfully full bladder. So yes, to document progress and feelings on sleepy wetting. Bedwetting, to use the less silly term. I know this is rather contentious, but I let me just start today by laying out my personal thoughts on the issue for me and me alone. So, I have trouble sleeping. I have a tendency towards anxiety and worrying about everything, which seems to run in the family. Thus, I have trouble sleeping. Always have. Once I get thinking about something, it snowballs, especially when lying down. You know what helps though? Being in a little headspace. If I only have 3 year old Mixy thoughts in my head, I'm comfy and cozy and everything is roses without the thorns. It sometimes takes work, sometimes I just start getting progressively more little the tired-er I get. Either way, it helps. The other thing to mention is that, usually, while I have trouble getting to sleep, once I AM asleep, my exhausted body doesn't wake up at all. This is combined with, maybe due to how I am, maybe due to how I was raised (strictly and very fearing of shame), maybe due to genetics, like, a bladder with 20 locks on it. Meaning it will hold onto absurd amounts of pee and not burst when I'm asleep. I wake up with a distended below-tummy that is rock hard and VERY painful, like everything in my lower abdomen and pelvis hurts, and then hobble to the toilet, sit down, and pee for like a thousand years. It's as ridiculous as it sounds. My body doesn't like being hydrated I guess, so I just produce crazy amounts of pee. If I drink normally, I'll pee way more than most people, and not small amounts like with a UTI (I freaking hate those). My bladder is full each time. I'm not drinking a ton when I sleep, just normally, and I wake up and pee out the Great Lakes. I literally feel like I'm causing damage to my internal organs (at least the ones involved in the urinary system). I mean, it's fine, I've lived like this for many years. But, ya know, while it's "fine," it kinda also stinks and I hate it. I've gone back and forth about this. Like for years. This isn't a sudden want I've had. I know that I'd be consigning myself to a lot of other issues possibly, possible embarrassment, etc. But like, I just kinda want to go back to wetting while sleeping. Bedwetting. This solves two problems. One, the ridiculous basketball of urine in my bladder every morning that hurts and is probably not good for my health. Two, wearing diapers to bed every night, and especially if I know or think I will NEED them is a huge little trigger for me, which means I'll basically collapse into littlespace as soon as I'm wearing my nightnight gear (jammies and diaper and stuffed friend to hug). Which in turn means I can just go to sleep easily and all the time. I know some people suffer with this and wish they could have an iron bladder like me. I don't want to lessen that struggle of theirs. In no way do I think this is an ideal solution for everyone, or even anyone.....but I think it will work for me. Being honest here in this little space of mine, do I deny that a part of my brain thinks this is "cute?" Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... Ok so yes....yes the thought of me wetting the bed like my little age is....cute....to me. I WANT to be more like my little side. I want to take on those toddler/preschooler that hasn't quite gotten the potty down yet qualities. I know the downsides, and they aren't nothing....but honestly, I think I'd be much happier as a bedwetter. So like....there it is. Honesty is certainly...honest. I'll take my bedwetter in training badge, please. So...being the diligent little BWiT (bedwetter in training....oh goddess, please help me find a better acronym), I already found a "little" aware therapist that does hypnosis type stuff. Yes, I know it's not magic, but it helps me get my mind in the right sort of place and actually is therapeutic in general. Helps me shut off all the noise. You know it's incredibly hard to find someone that is a professional and isn't just churning out someone's happy time fantasy? It's very hard. And even harder if you aren't a dude since the vast majority of that stuff you just find online is for dudes. I have nothing against people that like that stuff (or are dudes), but like, it's not for me. I either need sugary sweet treating me like a kid to insta-littlespace me and be all innocent, but ALSO effective, or just professional-type let's work on your goals. Since the former is a pipe dream, I have the later. This person is a professional in every sense of the word, and is purely focused on helping people reach their goals and make them happy, not "turned-on" if you will. Which, yeah, that kind of stuff just pulls me right out of little space and right out of any kind of relaxing trance. Again, if you like that, no hate. Only love I'm a big fan of love! And I appreciate that. Didn't think that existed for littles. So first step is trying to get into the mindset that this is what I want and this is what I'm working towards. So that's now. Today. What am I feeling right now? Well, a little weird because, again, this is against everything I was taught, a little hopeful, curious if this will work. Honestly, kinda a little excited working towards probably the "littlest" thing I have ever done. Anything I can do safely and privately that makes me feel like a little kid/toddler just makes me happy automatically, and just thinking about needing diapers cause I can't help wetting myself just kinda gives me warm sunshiney vibes. Soooooo...that's the story. Thoughts, concerns, kind words, help? As the title says, ask me questions about this, answer my inexperience with your thoughts, just write stuff. Any comfy sleep diaper recs that will hold back Niagra falls level flooding? Habits? What to look forward to as this becomes a habit? Anything. The floor is open. I hope to answer reply's and post progress and thoughts with some regularity. Or something. See you after Ninis. Sleep tight, Mix

Hoi. I'm Mixy. I'm new here, but not like, new. I've lurked in and out of these boards for....uh...years. But ya know, I'm getting a bit older (I mean, biologically my brain is still a mix of magical sparkles and cookies I want to eat next) and chatting with others like me sounds kinda neato. I always ramble so I'll keep it concise. I'm not a baby. I'm a little girl. Do I wear diapers? I mean, that's the site name kinda sorta. Yes. They are a comfy thing for me. If there were cuter training pants, I would wear them all the time (I still might soonish). Being little is a comfy thing for me. Too much gross adult anxiety out there. I never really grew up mentally (I just kinda pretend when I have to....which is most of the time. Fake it till you make it....I guess? I mean, I'm generally known as a reasonably successful grown woman...I think...little do they know -_-;) but I did somehow become solidly adult physically. I've been back and forth about my little side, but I little me is a part of me now and is kinda always there. Now moving a liiiiiitle bit closer to little me kinda makes me feel warm and happy inside. I feel less anxious being discreetly little, so slowly trying to go back to training pants at least all the time and like.....I have issues with sleeping and other things so I'll discuss this elsewhere and I know this is weird but I kinda wanna learn to wet the bed since that's like, I feel, part of my little side and I dunno.....wow that's embarrassing to even type. But I just want to like NEED diapers and feel all safe and comfy and able to sleep, at least in some sense. So maybe I'll post thoughts and the journey in the correct place. Look, I'm bad at describing my feelings *hides* But for now, I dunno, cookies for all and lotsa juice. I like cookies and juice. Especially cookies. Look at my picture. I want a cookie that big at all times. Yes. . Oh and I'm from NC....but that's as specific as you're getting Byebye intro board peoples o/