My name is Steve. My true account with diapers began at age 11 when I 
started fifth grade in middle school. There would be days in which I 
would be sitting in class when I needed to pee or poop or do both 
really bad. For the first week of school, I would pee my pants 
everyday. I only pooped them twice that week. So they sent me home each 
time. Then my principal contacted my mother and stepfather and had a 
discussion with the both of them about my situation. Then my mom and 
stepdad had told me that I was to wear diapers to school, and have the 
nurse change them when ever they needed changed. So I would get up in 
the morning, and put a diaper on, and wear it to school all day 
everyday. The first day I wore them to school, I had to pee and poop 
real bad. I tried to hold it, but ended up peeing my Pampers. I asked 
to go to the nurse. She checked my diaper, and said it could hold more 
pee. So I went back to class. During gym class, I could not hold the 
poop anymore, and it all came out in my diaper. Then I peed it again. 
In the locker room, I looked at my diaper, it was sagging full of pee 
and poop, and it needed to be changed. I went back to the nurses, and 
she changed my messy diaper. For the rest of the school day, I only 
peed my diaper once more.

	What happened in that paragraph, has been going on for the past 
nine years now. Currently, I wear diapers 24/7.