Getting Back in Touch

I've been living with roommates for the past three years, so I haven't been able to express my abdl side at home at all for a while. I've gotten on zity a few times here and there, but I didn't really contribute to the community. I haven't been able to wear at all either, so recent changes have made me very glad. I moved out, no more roommates, and all the diapered weekends I could ask for. I'm so excited. I'm building my "cart" on an abdl online shop right now; getting a giant sample pack and a few other accessories I never got to try out for myself before (plastic pants, cloth diapers, etc.) Zity hasn't changed much, which I'm very glad for. I tried being on fetlife for a while but honestly, it's too big for my tastes. Yeah I guess it's good for meet ups, but I think I feel more comfortable here. So hello to any newcomers checking out this thread. Zity is an awesome place, and I'm glad to be able to experience this aspect of my life again.

I went through several periods in life when the situation required me to give up my diapers. Roommates, girlfriends, etc. There's nothing better than that feeling you have when you can finally be yourself and enjoy your diapers again!

I have to agree whole heartedly. For me retirement meant unlimited diaper freedom. There are extremely few times when I can't indulge and I know it is only a short time before I'm back where I belong....

It's amazing how that works, isn't it?

When I was in my teens / 20s (we're talking the 1970s here) I typically went through this cycle of enjoying my diapers, then I'd meet a girl and fall in love and decide "time to finally quit wearing diapers". (You have to keep in mind that in the 1970s there was no internet; also there were no diaper-related publications in the adult bookstores either and even if there had been I wasn't yet old enough to go into one to find them. So back then I thought "I must be the only person in the world who loves diapers, there must be something wrong with me!" and though I loved them I always felt very guilty about it and thought "one day I absolutely must give this up!")

Well, I'd give up my diapers, date the girl, have sex (if I was lucky). That went on for a while, then inevitably I'd break up with the girl. Often after having a big fight. And every single time, on the way home, a "light bulb" would go off "over my head" and I'd think "Now I can wear DIAPERS again!" And five minutes later, there I'd be, heading in the drugstore and buying diapers, pins, lotion, toddler-sized Pampers in those purple boxes which I'd tape together so they'd fit me. Then I'd head home and within minutes I was happily back in my diapers again!

In more recent times, it's been like that after some very difficult or stressful time in life such as a funeral or a wedding. Once when I was in my 20s I got into some trouble and had to go to court. Recently I've had to have surgery a few times. Every time, what seems to keep me going is knowing that "when all of this is over I'm going to spend a weekend WEARING MY DIAPERS."

And once I'm back in them, it's as you said--I'm back where I belong and I'm finally ME again!