It’s this time of year again where my mood always changes, I get antsy, more irritable and short with y temper and I am more annoyed. It’s like opposite SAD. My aid would call this Spring Behavior when I was a teen.
One of the things that annoys me is diapers being associated with kids so my husband is the type where he associates it with kids so he has to regress if he is wearing a diaper. I had discovered I am more of a little girl than mommy and baby. He can never just put a diaper on and enjoy it. He can’t be solo with it. I can’t just force him to wear a diaper and then be done with it and we both wear together. We did that in the beginning of our relationship and I realized I liked having a diaper buddy. I have discovered I also liked getting other people to wear and hear about it but they have to be into it first like curious about it. I am not going to just tell someone to just wear a diaper and force them to. They have to already be curious about it and be into it where they are reading about it online but not participating in it or be into a similar fetish like be wetting or pants wetting so I would tell them if they ever thought about trying diapers so there is no clean up involved. But I wouldn’t do this with my own family. Remember when my dad decided t try one of my diapers when he was sick, I didn’t really want to hear about his experience with it nor did I want to know if he is going to be doing it again or be into it. Just like how I never told my mom in law to try better diapers and learn to enjoy it and get into ABDL when she already wore them sometimes for urge incontinence.
I have been getting irritated lately, especially at my husband when he wants me to be his mommy and baby him and wants me to put a diaper on him. I finally snapped and told him I would put a diaper on him if it didn’t make him regress into a baby. I am not a mommy.
This all brings me back bad memories of my past relationship with Jerry. I hate that anything is associated with baby and I hate diapers being associated with baby, anything I did was baby to Jerry. What I watched on TV, my emotions, my feelings, my interests, anything I did was ABDL so it was like I couldn’t even exist with it being a kink under his eyes. Sure I realize now this was all for control than him worrying about being a pedophile thanks to my own mother telling me he told her and my dad I am retarded when we first met. Bingo, if he truly thought that of me, he wouldn’t have dated me, wouldn’t want to be a pedophile. So therefore it was all for laughs and him trolling me for control. For a while I thought he was maybe in the closet pedo and over compensated.
So I now get mad when my husband wants to associate diapers with babies and to me diaper and kids are totally separate things. I told him I would force him into diapers as well if it didn’t turn him into a baby. I am not a mommy. I want a diaper mate.
I get mad when people associated shaved pussies with kids, associate plushies and Legos and other childish things with kids. Even Porn Hub had gone Jerry because I heard if you have anything in the background like an action figure, your video is removed because it’s associated with minors and that makes me mad. I hate that anything is associated with kids. Why can’t we all just enjoy videos without sexualizing minors and projecting because you associate toys with kids? It’s like they’re saying adults can’t enjoy that stuff and have those things.
I have also had a bad experience with baby boys on the internet and I realize they all may have had BPD because of clinginess and abandonment issues and they were all just abusive towards me and would use gas lighting so it’s no wonder I do not want to be mommy. I even get mad and have zero tolerance when anyone asks to have me help them find a mommy because I always assume where that will go. They will also try and trick you into being their mommy as well. I now just hit the block button now if that ever happens. I don’t care if this makes me an ableist. I gotta protect myself from being taken advantage of and exploited.
I have developed love and hate with ABDL community. There are people in it I cannot stand. I have gone to therapists for my anger and feelings and I get diagnosed with adjustment disorder. Just their way of saying I deal with trauma and flashbacks and anxiety from it but I do not fit into with PTSD. I just simply react to my thoughts and experience when situations happen and it doesn’t matter who the person is, if they act similar to someone I knew, I react and my attitude changes. I even refuse to be a safe person for anyone who think they can dump anything on me or be their true selves if they are just toxic. Just no.
Funny thing is adjustment disorder so supposed to be a temporary disorder but mine never seems to go away. But I also learned this is a label therapists use on patients for medical insurance purposes when nothing else fits.
There is a reason why I will not use terms on myself like littlespace or little, etc. because those imply kink and to me I am simply just being myself, I am not role playing. I am not a baby or a real kid, I am an adult. Just bad memories I have so I get angry when my husband wants to be a baby with diapers than keeping it all separate. Diapers are for everyone.
The problem is I am not comfortable enough opening up myself to any therapist because then I would have to tell them about ABDL. Last time I did was when I was 17 and it got blamed on ASD and that shit pissed me off. Plus he contradicted everything my mom said to me so I just thought he was lying to me and weaponizing my diagnosis only to find out in my 30s my mom just watered down my traits and I believed her so I totally blew him off. I have had similar experience with other people and I always felt I couldn’t exist without anything being blamed on it so my reason I keep quiet about it. Don’t ask, don’t tell.
So whenever my husband brings up the fact he would like me to force him into a diaper and be the mommy, I just snap telling him, “I would force you into one if it wouldn’t turn you into a fucking baby.”
Yes I know he isn’t like those baby boys I knew online who take advantage of women and trick them into their kink and act like they are actual children but my mind doesn’t seem to care and I feel bad about it. I feel like my ex. I also realize I am not a mommy but I also feel I am just being selfish because I am not doing give and take. I feel I had already given him what he wanted, let him have sex with me during a diaper change and make it sexual when I only wanted the innocent side of it. So for a very long time I refused to have my diaper be changed by him or he would want sex. I couldn’t wear any little gear without him getting blue balls or he would want it. Couldn’t use a pacifier. I hated he had to be sexual about it. Meanwhile Jerry did the opposite, couldn’t just accept me without sexualizing it and then fearing he is a pedo. My husband liked it but he didn’t. It was like I couldn’t win so it was better to have a guy turned on by it than someone who thinks they are a pedo and totally ignore you and refuse to have anything to do with you. There was no in between. I had to pick.
When I did try to seek therapy for this last time, I was just given a mental band aid but my mistake was not being totally honest with her and I might have gotten better support. I just simply hate it when anything I do is blamed on ABDL or anything I say so of course I would be afraid to share that with any therapist. My husband did the same too but the difference was he didn’t use it against me and he liked it. It still annoyed me but it didn’t give me that strong reaction against it.
I get annoyed in the ABDL subreddit when anything I post there is considered a kink or sexual. But then again I have nowhere to go to share my diaper experience. I can’t go to Adisc because I outgrew that place and it changed. Now there are abuse apologists. Good heavens I have boundaries and refuse to be a punching bag and safe person for anyone to dump their toxic behavior on me because they have a menta illness. I would rather be an unsafe person than be hurt again and want to send that message out there to anyone.
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