Diapered By Choice
I always wet my bed every night! I didn't know what a dry night was until I was 13. When I was 5, my youngest brother had just been toilet trained but my mom kept his cloth diapers and plastic pants around in case he digressed. I would diaper myself at bed time until my mom caught me one day and told me diapers was for babies and I was not a baby. After that, she threw all of my brother's diapers out. So I would make diapers out of old t-shirts in the rag bin. When I was 10, I got my own paper route and then I would buy diapers from the local 5 & 10 cent store on my paper route. I would stop at a wooded lot close to my house and diaper myself for the night. Periodically my mom would find my stash and throw it out, lecture me, threaten me and I would just replace the stash. Now that I am on my own, there is no reason to hide my stash, and no one to disaprove of my diapers. I outgrew the bed-wetting at 15, but I didn't outgrow the desire to wear diapers to bed.