Quick history about me in a sentence, I progressed from seeing pictures, to reading stories, joining chat rooms, meeting others and ultimately looking for real time. During the “real time” search for someone to engage in intimate one on one time, I got it in my head that AB to me had become a “lifestyle.” I made the mistake as a late teen of letting my “baby” side define my life. The end result, the company I worked for had not only heard, but SEEN my infantile ways. Needless to say, I ended up explaining myself to not only the company, but my family members as well, NOT to mention, coming out as being gay at the same time. Funny thing is, my family didn’t mind about ether, but the AB stuff (other than my aunt, who I am very close to) isn’t talked about. The company I worked for, my co-workers tried to better understand what I was going through, but at the same time, me being pretty immature still; I took their awkwardness and “break the ice” style humor as a form of disrespect. I was never fired, in fact, they wanted me to stay, but I left for another company because, not so much just the AB aspect, but things just wasn’t working out that well in my eyes. In the end, over the years I’ve been so afraid to ever go through those experiences again, I join websites and such anonymous so it doesn’t happen again. Of course I’ve had quite a bit of time to think about my actions over the years and the question I find myself asking is “why tell the world about my infantile needs? It’s not like everyone will see me as or treat me like a baby.” Having matured since the situation I put myself through, although I’d never do it again, today I find the teasing and humiliation factor quite amusing. Anyone else feel this way? Why do some of us feel the need to tell others?