DLRob81

I recall being forced to wear diapers when I went to visit my grandparents at a young age because I would wet the bed frequently and they didn't have mattress covers.  I recall the humiliation of wetting the bed at home until well after my younger brother and sister had stopped.  I remember what it felt like to wake up to the feeling of spreading warmth under the covers or to wake up cold and wet and then having to strip the bedsheets so I could take them downstairs to clean them.  I remember thinking that if I could just wear diapers I could relax and sleep without having to worry about it.  Instead I had to use training pants, which were essentially overly thick, tight, underwear, and they didn't seem to work very well for containing leaks.  After growing out of the training pants and gaining fairly regular control, I remember sneaking around my grandparents house late at night to grab diapers from the closet where they were stored for my younger cousins.  I just wanted to remember what it felt like.  I recall a time when I had somehow gotten my hands on a diaper, possibly from the nursery at church, and had it tucked away under my covers when my dad heard the telltale crinkle and pulled the covers back to my horror and utter humiliation.  I was probably 8 or 9.  I still had the occasional nighttime accident well into my teens.  I will even admit this to you, stranger, that I accidentally peed myself once in middle school.  I was taking a TCAP test and we weren't allowed under any circumstances to go to the bathroom.  I asked and was denied.  I waited a few minutes and asked again and was denied. I couldn't hold it any more and I peed in my jeans.  I was utterly embarrassed.  I remember wrapping my coat around my waist and trying to stay out of sight as much as possible for the rest of the day.  As far as I know, nobody noticed.  But I was deeply humiliated.  These are some of the experiences that led me to become a Diaper Lover.  I didn't find out until I was in my late twenties that I had apparently had a Urinary Tract Infection that required hospitalization when I was a few months old. There is a part of me that wonders if perhaps during those formative hours in the hospital, if perhaps I first became attached to diapers because I was put in them during the only times I wasn't being poked and prodded by doctors.  I wonder too, if perhaps that UTI had an impact on my night time incontinence during my youth and into my teenage years.  Whatever the ultimate cause, 40 years after that UTI a few months after my birth, I am still attached to diapers.  After some of my formative sexual experiences involved diapers, there was really no going back.  It took me a long time to come to terms with this part of myself but I accept that this is part of who I am. I like to wear and use adult diapers. 

My kids do not know about my DL side at all and given that you can't ever put that cat back in the bag, I don't plan on telling them unless they ask. My spouse of 18 years does not really accept this part of me, but is willing to allow the occasional indulgence, so I keep all things DL out of sight for all but a few days each month. I hold out hope that someday she will come to realize that this kink is perfectly harmless.  In the meantime, I am in search of AB or DL friends with whom I can find acceptance.  I have told several of my vanilla friends about my DL side, almost all of those friends had positive responses.  My favorite response was when a friend asked me for a diaper.  She simply put a diaper on and wore it around her house for a bit saying it was just not a big deal.  She insists that I be myself whenever I visit.  

Apart from being a DL, I have a degree in computer information systems and play a lot with home automation.  I used to be a ballroom dance instructor.  I absolutely love Halloween (favorite holiday). I'm a Gemini.  I'm an Enneagram 5 and an INTJ.  I was raised Southern Baptist, but after ultimately rejecting Christianity in high school and going through a few phases of alternative religions and then atheism, I've landed somewhere that I will call semi-gnostic (which is not exactly agnostic and not quite gnostic) for lack of space on this page to go into all of the details.  I absolutely believe in magic. I've never been obese and I was always skinny in high school, but I am currently in the "slightly overweight" zone according to standard BMI charts. I tend to hover around 185lbs at 5'9".  On a likely to be related note, I drink alcohol fairly regularly though I am not sure you'd call me an alcoholic... I'm just part Irish. 

And... that's a fair introduction, I suppose.  If you made it this far... shoot me a message.  - DL Rob