Have you ever been sorry you wore diapers?

My question is for those of us that wear diapers by choice. Have you ever been out someplace or even at home when you couldn't change and been sorry you decided to wear a diaper? Like maybe the inside of your disposable is breaking apart, or it is so wet it keeps sagging and you have to always pull it up. How about in the summer when you get real sweaty, or maybe it is leaking and showing on your pants? Maybe you got found out for some reason or were taken in like to the hospital? Tell us about you expierences and how you handles them.

As for me, the other day I did have a disposable on and it was sagging and starting to clump up. I was grocery shopping at the time and couldn't change. I also didn't have a spare with me. So I imagined myself as a late teenager complaining about it to his dad. His dad just told him that he is the one that made the decision to wear a diaper today and to just enjoy all the unplesant circumstances involved with wearing diapers. Maybe next time you will think differently. Then yes, I even enjoyed the sagging diaper a little more.

When I moved the last time, my now ex found them. She wasn't at all interested or pleased. In fact, I could say it was the beginning of the end.

Nope, not one time. I accepted that things can happen, when I decided to start wearing 24/7 some years ago. though I have never had an experience such as the one carrwash described.

Nope, can't ever say I was sorry but did come very close once. I was at my great aunt house playing cards and decided to wear a diaper there because her and her husband are in there 80's and have a riser on their toilet for her husband because of several knee surgeries and it is very difficult to use a toilet with a riser without removing it. Anyways, I wore my diaper to their house for the card game and she kept pouring me cup after cup of coffee which flows through me as fast as it goes in. I was very wet (actually saturated) and very close to leaking. Luckily they called it a night and I was able to get out of the house before an incident happened. I don't know if they noticed how I waddled out of their house or if they saw the extra bulk in my pants, but nothing was ever mentioned.

Well, not sorry I wore a diaper, but sorry I did it wrong. I was going to drive from Connecticut to Philadelphia, which I expected to take about three hours. I wasn't alert so before I left home I made myself a huge mug of very strong tea. I knew I would have to pee a lot so I wore a diaper. that's where I made my mistake. I wore a Depends, which as most of you know isn't the most absorbant diaper around, and also I didn't wear plastic pants. I had them but didn't put them on.

I took a wrong turn which added 45 minutes to the trip, and peed a lot. Things were getting very wet down there and the pee kept flowing. By the time I got to my destination, which was a college, I was soaking wet.

Fortunately it was winter. I was able to put on a long coat and squish my way to a men's room where I changed into fresh pants. I felt disgusted with myself and relieved that no one had seen me. What have I learned from this experience? Plastic pants and good diapers are the keys to happy diapering.

As for being sorry I don't recall a time I was truly sorry , maybe regretful would cover it. The first time I ever wore a diaper to work I felt that every one would figure out that it was a diaper that made my but magically gain wight over night.

But heres an opposite story. Once while wearing a diaper at work I suddenly got a bad case of stomach cramps. I was in a basement cleaning a boiler and the cramps came on hard. I knew I would need a rest room as I could tell I had diarrhea. There was no body home and I tried the door to the upstairs, it was locked. By the time I came down the stairs I couldn't hold it longer, and man I was trying. I messed my diaper on the job. I had been wearing diapers to work for some time by then and learned to take a change with me so I decided to enjoy the messy diaper and finish the job then change. I felt like a real baby that day but was Soooooo glad I was wearing a diaper

I guess in the true meaning of being sorry, probably not. Have in my younger years wondered why I loved them so much and thought was I the only one around that enjoyed this. but as some have said once found out via internet, etc, that I was not the only one with this desire so still not sorry I wear diapers. the provide much enjoyment and comfort

Worked at a filling station, my job was to back and forth across the forecourt, taking peoples money and filling their cars. That wasn't the only filling going on one winter's day, course i had changed once already but the filling continued. Only regret was the journey home, luckily for the severe working conditions - trying down that 9- 5 outdoors ALL Day, we all wore overalls. no spills just uncomfortable

No never I started to wear diapers at 119 I told my friends and family I started to wet the bed again mom did not get mad at all she got me cloth diapers and plastic pants to weat I did this becuse my boy friend is a bedwetetr it is now a lot of fun

Sorry that I wear diapers noooooo. There were a few times when I've had both soiling and wet accidents when I wasn't wearing my cloth diapers and plastic pants such as having diarrhea just before getting home

NO I am certainly not sorry I have to wear diaper. 😃 I agree with softndry, that the internet has made it much easier for all of us to accept ourselves as diaper lovers and that we are not 'alone' in our love of diapers. Before I had a computer and found that there are indeed others that feel just as I do about diapers, I thought I might be a weirdo! :'( I know now that I am just one of many happy diaper lovers. 😘

I don't think I've ever been sorry about my diapers, but then again I haven't had a true test of embarrassment involving them. I don't wear in public, not even around the house. I've been nervous about people finding out, and made more cautious measures to ensure I wouldn't be found out, but it was never out of remorse.

Then again, I've had accidents in public, as recently as a week ago, and at these times I was sorry I didn't wear diapers.

No I just deal with each situation as it arises. When I went 24/7 I decided I would not go back whatever happened.

The one time I wish I had not had on just a diaper was when I was seen by my neighbour, and as you might have read in other threads, ended up in her yard giving her a hand with some yardwork. It was thrilling, but when she asked my wife if I was ok, and the story came out that I was in a diaper in the yard, My wife got very angry. Not good for a marriage, and now I have to be very careful, or most often, not wear at all.

No if I had started earlier would have not had so many accidents they give me a lot of security.

Years ago I worked the overnight shift and I made friends with a guy who worked at a grocery store during the same hours that I worked. We’d get together after we got off at 6AM and have dinner or often have a few beers.

Once, he invited me to do this just before getting off work. I’d already been planning to go home and relax in my diapers and had actually put on a disposable in the bathroom at work. When he asked, I started to decline but thought “oh why not, I won’t be there long.”

So when work was over, I headed over to his apartment with diapers under my pants. Upon getting there we started drinking beer then he decided that he needed to meet a friend and pick up a package. I went with him, not knowing where we were going and thinking it was probably just around the corner. Turns out, his friend lived up in the mountains about forty miles away, and it took an hour to get there and an hour to get back.

Meanwhile I needed to pee, often, and was drunk enough that I didn’t care and just peed in my diapers. A LOT. After we returned I told him I had to leave, hopped out of his truck and realized that my diaper was soaked and had leaked, the entire seat of my pants was soaked and totally obvious, and there was a HUGE wet spot on the seat. At the time he didn’t say a thing about this, but he never invited me over anymore. Oops.