I lived in Mexico City, so if I make some mistakes excuse me please. I 
started to use diapers at the age of 6 or 7; I really don't remember. 
The first time I used diapers was when I went to my grandmother's house 
and I asked her for a diaper because I wanted to know how does it feel, 
and she gave me one and I loved it so much that I couldn't stop using 
diapers since then. I came to my grandmother's house almost every week 
and every time I used to wear a diaper.

Later, at the age of 12 I started to buy diapers from the stores. The 
first time I did this was one time that I came to my grandmother's for 
a few days and there were no diapers in her house, so I went to the 
supermarket and bought some Huggies Pull-ups. This diaper was great and 
fit me a little tight but I wasn't complaining. When I arrived to my 
grandmother's house this day I put the Pull-ups on and I wore just this 
and a t-shirt so my aunt saw me and also my grandmother and my 
brothers, but I didn't care. Since then, everybody, including my 
parents, has known that I use diapers all the time. They know that and 
a few times they have talked to me, asking me if I needed diapers 
because I wet the bed or something like this, or just because I like 
that, and I told them that sometimes I needed diapers because I wet the 
bed. They asked me if I wanted to go to a doctor but I told them no, 
and they were okay until this moment with this.

I always wanted to be diapered by someone else, since my aunt diapered 
me when I was like 7 or 8. So one day I told my nanny that my mother 
wasn't at home and I needed a diaper change and that I can do it for my 
self, so I asked to help me. She said yes and changed my diaper. Since 
that day she changes me every time, of course without telling my 
mother, because my nanny thinks that my mother put my diapers on and 
she just helped me when I peed to avoid my mother punishing me. This is 
not true because my mother knew about my diapers, but she doesn't put 
me in the diapers herself.

To be continued...