Michael G.
New Here
My name is Mike. I am writing to get support about this condition I have had for as long as I can remember. I was neglected and severely abused as a child, so much so that my motor skills did not develop fully. But in addition to that I have been partially incontinent all my life. When I was a child I tried to hide it, but other kids noticed when I wet myself and it was really humiliating. The situation got worse when I got older, instead of better, because the abuse continued until I was 19 when I told my abusive mother that I would kill her if she ever hit me with an object again. I meant it - and she knew it, so she stopped hitting me.
And now I'm 45 and I have to wear diapers most of the time because I wet and mess myself intermittently, and in some very unfortunate situations, like on a retreat, in bed and sometimes when I am having an anxiety attack. Thankfully these accidents don't generally happen in public.
But it is a difficult thing to deal with to say the least. I've always been confused. I really wanted to wear diapers because then I would be safe from others finding out about my incontinence, and they would prevent me from damaging other's property. At the same time, I didn't want to wear them because it made me feel like a baby, and I needed to be a man and it doesn't seem very manly to do that. Yet the feelings of regression eased the anxiety, and that is the reason for the incontinence in the first place; but those feelings go down to the core of my emotions. As much as I would like them to stop, they never go away for long.
Now I need to learn to accept my plight. I am now receiving financial aid to help with the cost of incontinence supplies and that is a relief because they are expensive and I am living on SSDI. I've been disabled all my adult life, and sometimes I get very depressed about all this. I'm trying to put myself out there more with the help of counselors and therapists, but it seems I will always be dealing with this particular condition. Some scars never heal.
Is there anyone else out there who ever experienced anything like this? Or am I the only one? Or if you haven't had this symptom, could you tell me what your thoughts are about it? PTSD sucks, but I don't want to sit around feeling sorry for myself for the rest of my life either. Any encouragement would be much appreciated. Every little bit helps. I've seen doctors and tried medications and it seems that I'm better off handling this condition as I am now. I just don't like being alone with this issue. It's very personal but I am putting myself out there on this forum in a show of trust. Please reply, it would do me a world of good.
MG
And now I'm 45 and I have to wear diapers most of the time because I wet and mess myself intermittently, and in some very unfortunate situations, like on a retreat, in bed and sometimes when I am having an anxiety attack. Thankfully these accidents don't generally happen in public.
But it is a difficult thing to deal with to say the least. I've always been confused. I really wanted to wear diapers because then I would be safe from others finding out about my incontinence, and they would prevent me from damaging other's property. At the same time, I didn't want to wear them because it made me feel like a baby, and I needed to be a man and it doesn't seem very manly to do that. Yet the feelings of regression eased the anxiety, and that is the reason for the incontinence in the first place; but those feelings go down to the core of my emotions. As much as I would like them to stop, they never go away for long.
Now I need to learn to accept my plight. I am now receiving financial aid to help with the cost of incontinence supplies and that is a relief because they are expensive and I am living on SSDI. I've been disabled all my adult life, and sometimes I get very depressed about all this. I'm trying to put myself out there more with the help of counselors and therapists, but it seems I will always be dealing with this particular condition. Some scars never heal.
Is there anyone else out there who ever experienced anything like this? Or am I the only one? Or if you haven't had this symptom, could you tell me what your thoughts are about it? PTSD sucks, but I don't want to sit around feeling sorry for myself for the rest of my life either. Any encouragement would be much appreciated. Every little bit helps. I've seen doctors and tried medications and it seems that I'm better off handling this condition as I am now. I just don't like being alone with this issue. It's very personal but I am putting myself out there on this forum in a show of trust. Please reply, it would do me a world of good.
MG