The best part for me is the warm soft calm I feel when I'm in diapers. When I'm not in diapers I have a feeling sort of like being chased by something. It's a continual stressed out state. Diapers feel like a brick wall has been placed between me and whatever it is that's haunting me. Yeah it's kinda strange. But I suspect I'm not the only one that feels this way.
When I was young that safe feeling was there, but far more powerful was the turn on. Sexual energy nonstop. I was always so turned on that I couldn't even wet a diaper.
Now that I'm getting old, that's definitely not a problem. Actually it's another "best part". Being old brings about prostate enlargement (BPH). Having BPH has the side effect of "Over Active Bladder". That makes the need to pee come on without any gradual warning. One minute you're fine, thirty seconds later you're desperate to find a bathroom. With great effort I can control my bladder for maybe ten minutes. After that the increasingly severe gotta go BAD feeling increases to painful "I'm gonna wet myself". Interestingly there's a couple minutes of not needing to go at all in between the spasms.
It's a neat feeling when I'm thickly diapered. I know there's no need to worry about my OAB and wetting my pants . I love now to go somewhere knowing that a bathroom is out of the question for a while. When the OAB symptoms start it's actually fun to fight it. I know that I'm going to soon have an accident, but the struggle to control myself is a real turn on. The best part is the raging hard on when I was younger isn't there to inhibit the ability to go. So the stair steps of desperation increase from frantic little dribbles to full on incontinent conclusion.
The doctor prescribed Flomax and it's helped greatly with the weak stream (boy it's nice to be able to go again) that comes with prostate enlargement. The down side is the OAB is still there. So when there's an accident, wow! I'm like a two year old. Total full stream wetting. It overpowers my diapers ability to quickly absorb, so I feel little trickles of pee traveling to places that can absorb the overflow. No leaks thanks to thick cloth diapers and plastic pants.
This happens a lot when I'm out in public now. I'm past the sheer terror of someone noticing. Nobody ever does. So now I just enjoy the sensations of what it was like so many years ago when diapers and plastic pants were the only thing I knew. That warm happy "I peed my diaper" feeling ....smile....
Who said getting old sucks. At least part of it is pretty cool.....