It all started because you were falling asleep in class and started to fail a lot of your classes. You were on pace to go to college, however, needed to pass all of your senior year classes. You told your mom that it was because you were struggling to fall asleep. It wasn't long before she found out that it was because you were playing video games until like 4 in the morning. She took the xbox out of your room, but you then resorted to your phone and then when that was instructed to charge in the kitchen, you went to your school laptop.
Even after she emptied your room of all of it's electronics, you still struggled to sleep- since you had developed a terrible sleep schedule. Since you were napping in school, you wouldn't even get tired until 2 am. This allowed you to work on writing, which actually interested you. Even though you were sent to your room at 9pm, you still didn't sleep.
To be fair, you did try to go to sleep earlier some nights but it never worked and in your mind, wasn't even worth trying. Your mom got fed up, so set up a baby cam in your room to see what you were doing- but even just lying in bed could not make you fall asleep. Instead, you would find things that prevented you from sleeping, whether it was forgetting you had homework, getting thirsty, or needing to go to the bathroom.
Finally, after one night needing to go to the bathroom for the third time in one night, your mom got fed up. She said that you needed sleep training and that she was going to ensure that you had no reason to get up in the night. The following night, you were instructed to head up to your room, where you were presented with your first diaper.
It was one intended for fetishes but would be used for you to prevent having to leave your bed to go to the bathroom at night. You tried to fight it but eventually lost. You were then tucked in, told not to get out of your bed, and then handed a sippy cup with water in it, in case you got thirsty.
You were outraged and after about 40 minutes, you needed to pee. You begged your mom to let you out, walking towards the door- which now had a lock on the outside, preventing you from leaving. You heard her tell you to lay back down from the monitor and if you really needed to go, to use the diaper. You held it forever but after a couple hour fight, had to give in. You soaked your diaper.
The next night, around 8:30, mom told you to shower and brush your teeth. Afterwards, you were to head up to your room- where she would put you in a diaper, tuck you in and tell you good night. You laid there, desperately trying to fall asleep before you needed to go to the bathroom- but again were out of luck.
As a result, you started not drinking a lot at night and you made sure to never use the sippy cup, but you still lost the battle more times than not- and you still struggled to get to sleep on time, even though you were trying to now more than ever. Hence how we ended up here, you laying in bed- in a soaked diaper, waiting for your mom to come get you up and out of bed.
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