My story starts when I was 11 Years old. I was an only child, and I just lost my mother. My father always worked away for months on end, and could not take me with him. He got very friendly with a lady who he had met while working in scotland, and they come to some arrangement where I could move in with her while my father worked abroad.
This arrangement didn't suit me, and I started to get very depressed. I started to miss my mother, and also I started to wet the bed. This did not go down very well with her because I was ruining her bed. She told my father about what I started to do at night, and she suggested that I was to go back
in nappies, I was shocked to find that my father agreed to her demands, and I at to do anything she said.
At first she would put me in nappies for bedtime only, but if I was wetting myself every night then I would have to wear them all the time, and I would be treated like a baby. Well this happened to me, and it went from bad to worse. I was now having baby food, drinking once again from a babys bottle.
So many restrictions was put on me in my new life with her, I was not aloud to do anything for myself, and every night would be put in a clean nappy and bottled fed before 5pm, then put to bed at 6pm.
I would stay in the same nappy till 7am in the morning.I tried to run away from her once, But she caught me, and more restrictions followed. While at
home I would only be aloud to wear a nappy and plastic pants, and if she went out for a while I would be put in reigns and made to stay in a cot till she got back. If we went out visiting I was made to wear school short trousers over my nappies, and some times I would go out in a disabled buggy. Lucky for me I was very small for my age, and wearing short trousers didn't turn many heads.
If that wasn't enough she enrolled me into her friends nursery for the
under 4s. This was to be my new school she told me, and I would start to learn from basics again. This was very embarrassing for me, beacause
out of 5 children that was there, only two of us was still in nappies and I was the only one still drinking from a bottle. Atleast they were all at an age that didn't take it out on me. This lifestyle for me continued till I was 15, then it started to improve. I was aloud to stay up till 9pm at night, And I could start to watch normal TV again, Because I was only aloud to watch programmes like the tele tubbies and childrens TV.
I still at to continue to wear nappies for bed, and now and again because I was still very small for my age, I would be made to wear short trousers when visiting, Also on a long journey she would insist I wore a nappy for the journey. The only thing she would not let me watch on television was my favourite sport football till I was older. So you can see I had a very strict up bringing from the age of 11.
