Kaliborio

Probably, yeah. I've had multiple continence episodes throughout my life. I discovered my AB/DL side sometime between the second most recent one (ended approx. 2008) and this one (started approx. 2012). When I went into diapers to deal with this one, I was under the impression that I was in control of it and that I was choosing to "untrain". With more medical advice, it looks like whatever effort I put in simply accelerated something that was already going to happen. Certainly as someone who is now severely incontinent, I think I would be a lot less happy if I weren't AB/DL.

I was in diapers an increasing amount of the time between late 2011 and mid-2013, and have been in them 24/7/365 pretty much uninterrupted since then. I have made a complete break with big-people undies. I didn't mean to when I stopped wearing them in mid-2013; I switched to training pants "to be safe," but my incontinence got too bad to go back. I threw out my last pair of undies in mid-2014. The first few days and weeks were pretty good! Then again, I wasn't going 24/7 to go 24/7; I was AB/DL, but I was doing it primarily to deal with increasingly severe continence issues in a way that made me happy. I've managed to stick with it because I've had to stick with it; it happened because my UI had gotten too severe to be out of diapers. By the end of 2014 I had no urinary continence at all. I also started developing FI around mid-2014 and it has been pretty much complete since mid-2016. Family and friends know.

I think I walk normally. My boyfriend says I waddle (I don't think he's pandering to my baby side, but I also don't think he's right - maybe I just don't have perspective).

I was a pantswetter. I also had issues at nighttime but I wouldn't consider myself a bedwetter per se; I had general continence issues which continued at night. I had multiple episodes of severe/near-total incontinence through childhood and adolescence; ironically I joined the AB/DL community well after what we all thought was the "last" one, but a couple of years after starting here, it all began happening again.

I usually wear my daytime diapers with a diaper cover, and possibly with an extra layer (such as a night-time cloth diaper). I used to use heavier night diapers than day diapers, but my incontinence has worsened to the point that for practical purposes I really need top-of-the-market diapers in the daytime; there isn't much further up I can go. To supplement my diapers at night, I use bed protection, and may use ultra-heavy diapers (such as multiple layers of cloth pin on). I occasionally have diaper leaks. I pick my night diapers specifically because they can comfortably get through 8-12 hours without leaking. I do occasionally have to get up in the middle of the night to change my diapers.

I just go quick and, if necessary, loud.

I see myself as an older kid, four or five, who nonetheless wears and needs diapers. This is in keeping with my ridiculous real life - I did not get out of near-full-time diapers until a couple of years after starting primary school, and was never actually forced to abandon my pacifier (although I chose to when I was 11 or 12).

I see myself as a toddler or possibly preschooler, but I'm completely and most likely permanently incontinent (so is my toddler/preschooler self, as was the case in real life), so I am in heavy diapers and will likely never graduate to pull-ups. I don't know what that makes me.

Funniest - my university graduation. This was about two years after I started wearing full-time. I was wearing for reasons of need (or as I had it, 'preparation'), and still figured I would be leaving diapers, which I never ended up doing. I wore an overnight cloth diaper with a booster and rubber pants under my suit. It was ridiculous. Even with my suit jacket hem obscuring my outline, it was still pretty obvious that I was filled out around the butt and crotch in a very distinctive way. It was hilariously obvious with the jacket off. The only reason I got away with it is because my uni is the only uni in my area that has closed-front graduation gowns. What's also hilarious in retrospect is that I convinced myself that I was wearing diapers just to account for any small accidents. I was dry when I started the ceremony and was absolutely convinced I was dry when I finished, until I got out to the toilets, checked myself, and realised I was soaked. Then, due to police diversions and traffic control, to get from the first floor to the garage of the 400-metre-long building the ceremony was in, I had to walk a kilometre and a half, and then go up several flights of stairs. Halfway up the stairs, I started loading my diapers pretty heavily and it caught me completely off-guard. I ended up pulling out my bed pad, placing it on my car seat, then slipping my trousers off, wrapping a towel around myself, and driving home with only my diaper and socks on below the waist, to avoid leaking on anything expensive. Strangest - I took a trip to a city 600km away with a caregiver and a couple of other AB/DLs. I was only there for moral support and had a lot of work to do, so my plan was basically to stay in the house. For the entire car trip there, I was in a t-shirt, diaper, waterproof pants, socks and sneakers, sitting on my bed pad. When I had to be changed, I was changed on the back seat. We got there and I found that, somehow, I had no other clothes. All my bags were back in the home town. Literally the only luggage I had left was changing supplies, and a week's worth of disposable diapers and waterproof pants. For the entire eight days that was what I got to wear. It later turned out that my caregiver had packed about half my clothes into their luggage, in case of emergency, and intentionally left the other half behind. The bathroom also had keys. I didn't get a key. I was basically confined to a large central complex of about six rooms, none of which had doors. I'm pretty sure that week-and-a-bit did a severe number on my control (which had already become not-great at that point) because there was nowhere I could go where I couldn't be seen by others. I had to get used to simply dropping into a squat and filling my diapers, with other people three to six feet away and fully aware of what I was doing (the only reason this worked is because they were AB/DL). I'd definitely do it again if I had enough control or modesty left for it to be embarrassing. Scariest - my first messing accident at university. All of my classes took place in the same building with a big central staircase well. I was heading up the stairs from level 1 to level 3. I had had a burritofor lunch. All of a second I felt like I'd been smacked in the gut and realised I was about to fill my diapers. I halted and tried to hold it back. It didn't work and I started filling my diapers, so I kept jogging up the stairs anyway and emerged onto the level 3 balcony before immediately going down the least trafficked route and leaning against the wall to check my phone. I was wearing a pair of low-rise, rather butt-hugging shorts, not out of preference but because they were what was clean. When I finished filling my diapers I could see a very clear lump in the seat. I had to walk about a kilometre to a toilet where I could change. It was nerve-wracking. Wouldn't do it again.

If you want to use it as an undershirt, then I would personally recommend buying a tank onesie.

I'm 24 and make sure my pubic area, upper legs, and lower stomach are shaved. Like you said, it makes hygiene easier.

I'm bi, nonbinary assigned male at birth, and have awful continence (currently, no continence), so there might be some truth to it, I don't know

I don't usually tell them; where practical, I take my own precautions and those have always been sufficient. I have never been forced to tell an accommodation provider.

My waterproof pants always. In summer, nothing else, or a t-shirt and pyjama shorts on the rare occasion I feel I may need to wake up and be on my feet at short notice. In winter, usually a sleeper.

I wet because of chronic incontinence. I was under the impression that I was untraining at one point and that it had caused my incontinence, but as it turns out, my bedwetting is not due to that.

I carry my supplies in my diaper bag and take the risk of someone knowing and/or questioning.

They don't make pull-ups that are sufficient for my continence needs, so tape diapers it is.

I'd be an 18-year-old cis girl.

Severe. Basically total.

Complicated answer. I was in diapers late and wet at night for most of that time, but I think "before toilet training" usually isn't counted as bedwetting no matter how old the wetter is. I had a continence episode in late primary/early high school during which I was wet at night, which is what I've voted for. However, I was dry after that. I had another continence episode starting in second year of undergrad, which has led to me being completely incontinent and wet at night, which is why I consider that I "still do".

I have zero awareness or control of my wetting, and awareness, but no control, of my messing. I am, however, also AB/DL and have been since before I was incon (when my current incon episode started kicking in, I was for some time under the impression that I was untraining).

I'm incontinent, so the solution is invariably "use my diaper" because I never have enough time to get to a bathroom. However, another thing does come in - 'change in a public bathroom, or wait until you get home?' Where at all practical, I will often wait until I get home: public toilets around here are really badly maintained.

Until it was wet enough to economically justify changing. I don't feel any particular way about mess.

Similar - I favour overalls when I can. Otherwise, very baggy jeans and track pants. I also crossdress casually and will wear a skirt in the privacy of my own home.

I'm bisexual. Yes, I would, and yes, I do.