I think for me, I’m always aware of my diaper. I don’t know how I couldn’t be aware. The DL side of me loves the powder smell, the crinkle sound, the bulk, just the fact and feel of wearing a diaper. The IC side of me wishes the crinkle wasn’t always soo loud (loud in my mind at least, others probably don’t even notice) and the extra bulk wasn’t as pronounced. At the end of the day, I try to tell myself it is what it is and I keep telling myself (all these years) most people are too busy in their own lives to notice or care. I take as much precaution as I can to limit exposure. Even having a need for diapers and after wearing them for most of my life, it’s still embarrassing to me. I have to be mindful of my supplies outside of home. Those in my life already know about my diapers and my need (they just don’t know about my cute, fun diapers that I sometimes wear).