Joanne_B

So I am genderqueer and recently came out as transgender publicly. I spent a week informing family and a few friends, then went public on Facebook, even posted some pics of me made up to go with it. The responses have been nothing but warm and touching. Everyone can't believe how happy I look in my pics. I haven't been a happy person in a long time and they know it. My cousin wants to take me to a local trans bar where she lives. My mom and I had a long conversation. She had a lot of questions. She accepts me, however she is dealing with the grief of the loss of her son as she gains a new daughter. As we were talking though, the subject of my name came up. I chose "Erica" fifteen or twenty years ago because my middle name is Eric, so it has no special meaning to me. My mom thought that I should take a name that is close to my male name. I was named after her father and we both felt the female version of my male name would honor that still. So my mom named me Joanne. I am Joanne Erica Brock. It's really special to me Anyways, my next step over the next year is to start seeing a transgender therapist and find a local transgender support group. Eventually I'd like to live as a woman full time, but I'm taking things slowly and surely. Joanne

I am an installation technician for a security company. I work with fire, security, surveillance systems and the like. I'm kind of a jack of all trades but those three are the primary focus of my job.

I also would like to be a bed wetter again. I was up until I was 13 or 14 so I know what it's all about. I tried back in my thirties for over six months of diapering every single night and just going when I woke up. After a while, I still woke up but it was super foggy. There was even one night I don't remember waking up at all but I probably did and just didn't remember it. I gave up for several reasons.

I used to be a die hard bambino bellissimo fan, but after trying the megamax, I'd have to say megamax is my number one!

My smart TV is dumb too for different reasons. Every time I power it on, I have to manually reconnect to the internet every time. How annoying. At least it remembers my password.

I got them in the mail today and I have to say I'm impressed. Good fit and no matter how much I give it, it's like "is that all you got?". lol. Seriously though, I have wet this thing heavily five times so far, and there's only a small wetspot on the front of the diaper. I was worried about how high on my tummy they'd go. I sleep on my tummy and so I was concerned over leaking out of the top of the diaper. I don't think that's going to be an issue. The diaper material comes up to my waist and is thick/absorbent. I think I'm going to be able to flood this thing and not have an issue as long as I point myself downward. Great diaper, and I'll be buying it by the case.

I just ordered the XL and this is the first time I've ever gone with this brand. Does anyone know if they make the diaper longer for larger sizes, or do they just throw wider panels on a Large and call it XL?

Has anyone successfully trained themselves to wet at night? I tried this a few years ago with minimal success. I went about 4-5 months diapered every night and training myself to wet in my sleep. There were only two or three mornings I woke up wet and didn't remember doing it, though I was probably half awake. I gave up because it just wasn't working out overall. I used to wet the bed as a child until I was around 12 or 13. I would never want to be inco, but I do miss wetting at night. I don't believe in hypnosis or things along those lines, but I always did believe it's possible to retrain yourself to wet while asleep. I was just wondering if anyone has been successful at it? If so, what was your technique? How long did it take?

I wet the bed almost every single night until I was around 12 or 13. I was never punished or diapered for this. My parents and siblings were very cool about it. My parents solution was rubber sheets and washing the laundry without complaint. It just wasn't a big deal in my house.

My ex and I used to do all kinds of stuff. I personally thought the hottest thing he did to me was to diaper me after cumming inside me, then peeing down the front of my diaper, and sent me to bed like that. I had a hard time getting to sleep!

I currently live in a halfway house. I've been here for over six months putting myself through rehab. My drug of choice is marijuana and I'm here by choice trying to clean up my life. I've been clean and sober for over six months! My recovery is going well. I have struggled with my drug since my teens, but the last three years after my divorce were particularly bad. I used every day all day. I used to cover my feelings and escape the reality of my situation. I have always struggled with my emotions but after the divorce I hit rock bottom. When it came time to wanting to actually quite, I discovered that it was harder than I thought so I sought help in rehab and meetings. This week, the halfway house is doing a project to "Shatter the stigma of addiction". We are putting together a banner and taking photos to spread awareness of addiction and trying to "shatter" the stigma that goes with it! In that spirit, I wanted to post here and share my recovery efforts as well as drum up conversation from others who may be in recovery or struggling themselves. Are you in recovery? Are you struggling with addiction? In some of my reading, I came across this writing by an unknown author and I'd like to share it here. While drinking was never my personal problem, I can relate... I Drank I drank for happiness and became unhappy I drank for joy and became miserable I drank for sociability and became argumentative I drank for sophistication and became obnoxious I drank for friendships and became enemies I drank for sleep and woke up tired I drank for strength and grew weak I drank for relaxation and got the shakes I drank for courage and became afraid I drank for confidence and became doubtful I drank to make conversation and slurred my speech I drank to feel heavenly and increasingly felt like hell

A Buddhist walks up to a hotdog stand and says to the vendor, "Make me one with everything!"

I have struggled with depression since my teens. Lately, I find myself struggling to keep it at bay despite being on two different anti-depressants, speaking with a therapist, and working my way through rehab. Over the past few weeks, I have felt the depression creeping its way back in as I am dealing with a feeling of deep loneliness. I have friends and family, but it's not enough. I desire companionship, a confidant, a best friend and lover. Who doesn't? These past three years have been rough where the depression is concerned. I divorced three years ago and had a few other life changing events all of which has made me question life, myself, even my spirituality. I feel like everything around me has burned to the ground and I'm left standing in the ashes wondering where do I go from here? I have been so low before that it resulted in two nervous breakdowns, and even suicidal ideation (I'm fine now). I'm ever the optimist though. I try to keep my chin up, move forward, stay sober, and take care of business. I have plans and goals. I am working towards obtaining my Class A CDL. I hope to put in a few years of long haul, then look for something local. Still, I'm very lonely. I just wanted to share how I was feeling today. Talking about it tends to help.

I wear panties. Hanes hi-cut.