Living in Yoga Pants, Living in Diapers: A Soft Man’s Truth

I didn’t choose incontinence. It found me years ago after a military accident—sudden, humiliating, and completely out of my control. For a long time, I did what most men might do: I hid. I avoided diapers when I could. I lied to myself, and I tried to pretend I wasn’t the man I was becoming. But life doesn’t stop needing to be lived just because our bodies change. One day, I stopped fighting it—and I started accepting it.

In the beginning, I tried to make do with what I was handed—thin, institutional-style diapers that didn’t really fit my needs. I was embarrassed by leaks, especially in public, and that only deepened my anxiety. My wettings were heavy and frequent, and what I was wearing simply couldn’t keep up. I’d try to double up, pad with towels, or retreat from social settings altogether. It felt like I was losing more than just bladder control—I was losing my life.

That changed when I stopped trying to fit into what was “expected” and started choosing what worked. I found thicker, more absorbent diapers from brands that actually cared about comfort and design. Some were even colorful, soft, and playful—and I realized I could embrace that. I didn’t just have to hide behind shame; I could choose dignity, safety, even a little joy.

And with that choice came another form of comfort: my plastic pants—sometimes called plastic baby pants. At first, I wore them for extra protection, but over time they became something deeper. They catch any leaks that might escape even the best diaper, yes—but they also soothe me, hold me, and help me feel safe. There’s something about their soft rustle, their snug wrap, their glossy shine… They’ve become my security blanket, a layer of reassurance that I don’t go without.

Now I wear diapers and plastic pants every day. I wear them under yoga pants, under leggings, under short shorts and tunics. And here’s the truth: I don’t hide them anymore. I don’t pretend they’re not there. I don’t try to be someone I’m not. I’m a man who wears diapers, and I live fully, comfortably, and even joyfully in that truth.

Some days, it’s pastel. Some days, it’s a Boxwood Wine ensemble with a coordinating bra and my diaper softly crinkling beneath. Always, it’s me—Alice. I’m not trying to be a woman. I’m a soft, strong man who found freedom in embracing what used to feel like a weakness.

Incontinence hasn’t taken away my masculinity. It’s redefined it. My softness is my strength. My vulnerability makes space for connection, for expression, for tenderness. I live out loud, even when I’m padded thickly underneath. My yoga mat knows me as I am—fully grounded, fully wrapped, and fully me.

So if you’re reading this and living in secret, if you’ve felt the shame or the isolation that comes with incontinence—know you’re not alone. You deserve comfort. You deserve confidence. You deserve to be seen.

I’m Alice. I wear diapers. I wear plastic baby pants. And I love my yoga pants.

Resources I Love
These are places, products, and little comforts that helped me feel more supported, more secure, and more me:

BetterDry, Rearz, or NorthShore – For thick, high-absorbency diapers that feel secure and dignified.

Plastic-Pants.com or Protex Medical – For soft, glossy plastic baby pants in fun colors and comforting textures.

 
Old Navy, Aerie, and Lululemon (with love and courage) – For high-waisted leggings, soft yoga pants, crop tops, and tunics that make space for diapers while still feeling stylish and proud.

Yoga studios that welcome you as you are – Don’t be afraid to show up. Confidence is contagious.

Demeter Baby Powder Cologne & Bois de Balincourt – My favorite scents that help me feel clean, soft, and grounded.

You deserve comfort. You deserve confidence. And you absolutely deserve to look cute doing it.

Namaste from your crinkly yoga friend, Alice
Softness isn’t weakness. It’s who I am. And every crinkle, every rustle, every padded breath I take on the mat is a reminder: I’ve come home to myself.

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