Why 24/7 and My history
I did not start with a diaper fetish, I started as a lover of lingerie. When taking piano lessions I remember searching thru the piano teachers laundry for panties which I would put on and masturbate in. Not wanting to leave a deposit I would wrap my member in toilet paper. As I grew older I would wrap myself in a towel and wet it in the shower; then I would wash the diaper out while I showered. As far as I know, no one was the wiser. I was also a bedwetter until 8 or 9, with very understanding parents. By 13 these actions had faded as girls entered the picture. Thru high school I dated and my only time for "self abuse" was after reading penthouse forums, I would search each issue for articals and letters about diapers.
Once in college, with an apartment of my own, diapers reentered the picture. I would wear diapers overnight, to classes, to work and whenever I felt like it; when I had company everything went into hiding.
At that time I was strictly a DL, no bottles, pacifiers or any baby items.
I always wondered what the girls I dated then thought as I spent so much attention to their breasts.
At times I did the purge and got rid of everything. Then came wife #1, purged of everything, I tried to maked it work. It didn't, I often wondered if the diapers contributed to this and if telling her about my fetish may have fixed things. She did find out by accident, she still had a spare set of keys and came by one day and found a box of attends in the bedroom. I was at work and she called me at home later to find out what was wrong with me. I told her it was something I had under control and that was the last time I spoke to her. (this was well before the internet)
So I went back to my " normal" lifestyle of discreet diaper wearing, I don't think anyone ever knew. Then along came wife #2.
Where #1 was younger than I, #2 was twentyone years older. Again I disposed of everything and became culturally normal. Sometime after we married she found my internet sites and asked me if I liked women in diapers? DUH We talked about it for quite a while and I thought that was the end of it.(silly me) The following weekend I came home on Friday after work to find her making dinner-wearing disposable diapers and plastic panties!!! Talk about blown away. Like what you see? she asked, I could only nod my head..."good,dinner can wait I need changed" I think we did eat something several hours later. I found out she suffered from urge incontinence and had hid it by using pads and was more confortable diapered. Over that weekend we were like bunnies, and she finally got me to admit that I wanted to wear and use them as well. She ended up 24/7 and I was diapered every night and all weekend long most weekends. Our vacations were a blast, diapered exhibitionism. If you had a problem, who cared. We didn't. Sadly I lost her to cancer three years ago.
I am an overweight diabetic. Losing#2 caused me to live on junk food and mope around. At 340# and 5ft8in my dr. said I was a candidate bariatic surgery. I started the process, weight loss, diet classes, meet with the shrink... then china virus hit, total shutdown. I figured, make the best of it, work on weight loss, then I decided to go 24/7. Why not?, at my age with diabetes I could use that as an excuse. So I did. Then I ended up in the hospital with congestive heart failure; showed up diapered and met Julia. If you have read the rest of my blogs you know how she exploded into my life. GOD BLESS HER, she kept me focused and makes me feel alive again. Julia accepts my shortcommings and in the love of my life.
I have lost 60# in the last 10 months and my goal is to get below 200#.
I am still in diapers and will continue for the rest of my life.