I am "still here".
As usual, quietly regressing alone by myself and not bothering anyone.
Yes, of course I am diapered.
Incontinent physically and developmentally disabled older adults like me have to be diapered to keep clothing and bedding clean and dry.
I have been quietly playing with my dolly friends and my toy cars and trucks.
I have lots of toy cars and trucks.
But, I am lonely, and I would like to play with my toy cars and trucks with another Autistic Adult Baby.
I try very hard to be a good boy.
Am I a good little boy?
Sometimes I do not know.
I am not supposed to have a dirty brain.
But, adult thoughts and feelings still come, and upset me.
I am not supposed to be dirty inside.
I am supposed to be little, not big.