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> Would you go off somewhere private before pooping yourself, (either to feel less embarrassed yourself or to not expose your friend to any odors, or some combination of both) or just right there in front of your friend?
It depends on the friend. With my best friend as well as two other friends, I let it all out whenever I felt the urge. Especially if we were playing video games. There was no way I was losing a match of smash or Mario kart just because I needed to poop, at least with those friends. With the rest of my friends I'd try to be a little discreet, or if I had a messy accident before I could get somewhere discreet I'd change immediately. To this day my best friend doesn't give a shit (pun intended) as to what ends up in my diaper. We can be out drinking and I could be in a messy diaper for hours and the most he does is ask if I'm close to leaking and remind me to change before I ruin a seat. Or if I'm really drunk, he'll even make sure to force me to change, or on very rare occasions change me himself. Although the only times he's changed me while we're drinking is if we're already either at my place or his.
>Either way, when it was just you and a friend like that, would you feel embarrassed/humiliated, or was the friendship/trust strong enough that it wasnt really a big deal for you, like just a regular part of life?
With my friends, they always made sure to never make me feel embarrassed. Me wearing diapers wasn't weird, it was a part of who I am. All of them had known me since we were all in kindergarten, they had seen me continually fail potty training and be punished with diapers. So me being in diapers was completely normal for them, it was never really awkward. If anyone made it embarrassing, it was their parents making awkward comments before bed like "Oh, anon, do you still need your, uh, "protection"." To which I usually responded by saying I'm already diapered.
>That is super adorable on so many levels! Did you ever/often take him up on the offer?
Yes, almost every time he asked. It's always nice to have help, plus he's my best friend, I know he's being sincere.
>Was having someone help actually be useful, or was it kind of a "I appreciate the thought but there isnt really any way you can contribute to this situation"? Like were you young enough that changing yourself was still kind of tricky or difficult?
It was absolutely helpful. Like I said previosly, I didn't get the hang of diapering myself until well into middle school. So if I was hanging out at a friends house, I'd have to ask their parents to help. Which that was always awkward as fuck. So anytime my buddy offered, I gladly accepted. Even after I had gotten diapering myself down.
>Did they always or frequently ask, or just some of the time? (not counting when you were messy)
They asked most times we were together and I needed a change. Which is part of why I said I think he was either into diapers, or into me.
>If you did let them help, what would the do actually? Like how would they help? Did you feel shy/embarrassed by that, or not really?
It depends on the diaper. If I was just wet he'd do we whole deal: untape, wipe, rash cream, powder, and rediaper me. If I was messy, I'd go and clean myself up and then lay down so he could diaper me. He was very good at diapering me, it was always perfectly snug without being too tight. And while it was a lil embarrassing the first few times, it got pretty normal pretty quickly. Although I definitely felt a little shy anytime he touched me junk during the change, for obvious reasons.
>What did your friends parents think about you being diapered (either just at night or during the day when you were being forced and/or "forced but I could probably get away with using the toilet for the most part but I'm just gonna use my diapers anyway cause its easier" to be in diapers 24/7? Did they ever help you with managing it (changing/cleaning up, reminding to change, helping you keep it as discrete as possible, etc), or try to give you a sort of safe haven/comforting/loving environment to escape to?
I've already kinda answered most of this in previous answers, but they were usually pretty awkward about all of it. Until I figured out how to effectively diaper myself they would help me whenever I needed to get diapered before bed or if I needed a change. But they were super awkward about it, but that awkwardness came from a place of compassion. They never ever tried to embarrass or humiliate me like my parents did. But they kinda went in the other extreme of constantly tip toeing on eggshells, which just accentuated how weird it was for me to be diapered at that age. Whereas my friends made it seem like life was completely normal and for a little while I could pretend I wasn't the weird kid.
>Also, if you dont mind me asking, what was the medical cause of all this? You mentioned some kind of spinal injury, but I got the idea that it came later on in life.
I don't remember what the medical issue was when I was a kid, I know there was something because my mom took me to the doctor a bunch about it, but once she remarried my dad convinced her the doctors were stupid and I was just being lazy. He did the same with my ADHD too, claimed the doctors were just drugging kids for no reason and tossed all my meds. I spent my entire childhood with severe ADHD and no way to combat it. It's a miracle I even graduated high school. But as far as the injury that caused the actual incontinence when I was older, I was crossing a crosswalk and a truck ran the light and hit me going 55. I was paralyzed for almost a year, and had to go through intense physical therapy for another year and a half. But now, over a decade later, I'm at probably 80-90% mobility. I still have chronic back pain and I get shooting pains in my legs, but I'm at least able to function like a human being and hold a job. Granted not a very physically demanding one, but still. Gotta pay for those diapers somehow, I'm pretty sure insurance won't pay for Trests.
>One other thing with both pee and poop accidents; when you were trying to hold it but didn't make it, would you get to a point where it was just too uncomfortable and you would just let yourself go (on purpose) because of that discomfort, or would you be so uncomfortable that you couldn't help but let yourself go (like you deliberately go in your pants, but only because the urge to go was so overpowering that you couldn't stop yourself from letting yourself go, even though you didn't want to), or would you hold it to the point where you physically couldn't keep it from coming out, no matter how hard you tried not to, like you physically were unable to stop it? (like where you never made the decision, conscious/deliberate or otherwise, to go in your pants, and despite fighting it to the last second, it happens anyway)
The last one. I would hold out for as long as I could, and it would very quickly go from uncomfortable to painful, and then shortly after that I was pooping and/or peeing my pants.
>Hearing these stories from your childhood makes me want to go back in time and just give you a great big hug and tell you you're OK, its not your fault, help clean you up when you needed/wanted help, and generally take care of you and support you and encourage you and make you feel safe and loved the way all kids should feel!
That honestly sounds lovely. I definitely wish I'd had that in my life, it's taken a decade of therapy for me to stop believing I'm as worthless as my parents made me feel. Sometimes I wish I could just start all over again, but with an actually supportive family.
>Sorry for the barrage of questions! I hope none of this is too hyper focused or just kind of annoying!
Hey, don't sweat it kiddo. I opened up to questions, I was prepared for this. Besides, you've been nothing but polite, and I really appreciate that.