My first diaper memories were around age 11. I was fascinated by my baby cousin's diapers and would steal diapers from my aunt's house. I would hide them under my bed and try them out when I was alone. These were the old style thick disposables.

When I was around age 16, I finally got the courage to purchase some Attends briefs. These were great as they actually fit me. I loved the way they felt and the sound the diapers made as I walked around.

When I was 18, my mom found some used Attends in the trash can in my room. She asked me why there were used diapers and I said because of my hernia (I had a old hernia that had never been fixed). My mom and dad were really worried and scheduled me into surgery. (After my surgery, I should have played it up and worn them during recovery. My mom may have even changed them for me!) After the surgery, I stopped wearing diapers for awhile, but could not overcome the urge to wear them again.

When I went away for college, I was not wearing them regularly. Until one time when I was about 20 years old, I purchased a bag of Attends and wore them during my 5 hour return drive to my school. I had a hard time trying to hide them because of roommates. One of my roommates friends was snooping in my closet and found a diaper! He teased me about wearing Depends, but I brushed it off. My relationship with my roommates was never the same.

After graduating college, I started working at a remote field station. During the winter, I lived alone and was able to wear diapers as much as I wanted, which was 24/7.

I got married at age 23, and my wife did not know I wore diapers. After about 6 months, we moved into a house. As I was moving heavy furniture, I wet my pants on purpose. After that, I would often come home with wet pants after work, and wet on the weekends. Eventually, she found a diaper in the trash and asked me about it. I said it was to control the wetting. She was not happy and we started marriage counseling. I continued to wear diapers and she would help me with them, but hated it. She helped me pin my nighttime cloth diapers on, and a few times helped me tape on a disposable diaper. We finally were able to talk openly about my diapers.

I stopped wearing diapers for awhile, but since the birth of our new son, I have started wearing diapers (Depends briefs) again. The diapers make me feel so secure and comfortable. Since my wife is changing baby diapers so much, maybe she could change me too.