Ever since I've started posting on the adisc community, things for me have been changing, excuse the pun. I've been a little more open about my inner child and infantilism, have admitted to two people a vague outline of who I am, and even fully and flat-out confessed to my ex (whom I still share a wonderful relationship with, thank goodness) everything, down to the nitty-gritty.
And on some level, I guess you could say, I have been beginning to accept myself even more and more. I am content with wearing diapers almost 24/7, looking up more stories online and even plan on ordering my first set of adult diapers as soon as I get my hands on a pre-paid credit card. But this is where I tend to get a little worried.
You see, I've been debating lately with telling my mother the truth about my feitishism, and not solely out of fear that she might figure it out on her own, but rather out of respect and honesty. The relationship I have with my mother is a very honest, open and truthful one; meaning we leave little to no secrets. I know just about everything about my mother and her relationships, both with dad, her parents, friends and additional family. In exchange, my mother knows about my life in my video game, my crushes, even down to as far as what I have done sexually with my ex boyfriend. We leave no stone unturned.
Earlier today, while we were at Perkins, I asked her if we could stop at the local supermarket on the way home so I could pick up a pre-paid credit card. When she asked what for, though, I couldn't tell her, only because I was afraid. I stalled and told her it was 'for stuff', and she kiddingly asked if it was for condoms, which I laughed off with ease and told her not a chance. She didn't press, but gave that look that said 'I'm curious', leaving me wanting to tell her. I know on some level she'd always accept me, and would do her best to understand if I had told her, yet I'm holding myself back. Can anyone offer support/stories/suggestions on how to go about this, if I should?