You may use this letter and make any modifications to have it suit you if you think it will help you out. I have not given it to her yet.
I love you.
I told you about the diapers when we were fighting. By now, you know me. When I get into a fight with someone I love, I push them away. I let you know my deepest and darkest secrets and yet you did not leave me. Know this, no matter what I say or do when we have hard times, I will not leave you. I love you and I need you.
You will wonder why I started this again. The answer is that it's a memory. You see, I remember being a little child. I remember the feeling of being cuddled, comforted, and yes diapered. The feeling of opening myself up to someone completely and allowing them to hold my hand and lead the way. In short, yes, it can be something someone comes back to as a way to escape from stress or for many numerous reasons. It's wierd. It's strange. I cannot deny that. But it's also a part of me.
This is NOT an all the time thing by any means. I enjoy being an adult, being together and loving you as a man. But there is a special side of me that is also a child. I am connected with it. It's like having two personalities.
The terminology used are AB/TB/DL/sissy/little. Adult Baby, Teen Baby, Diaper Lover, guys that dress in frilly girl stuff, and little usually applies to any adult baby.
MY personality is NOT a baby exactly but more of a young child that still wears
diapers. Playing video games and action figures, yet still needing that comfort of a pacifier or a bear.
To give you an idea about how common this actually is, one major web site forum:
Adult Baby / Teen Baby / Diaper Lover / Incontinence Support Community has 66 members in it's chat rooms and 4,338 active forum members with
over 23k members in total. This isn't the only site for this and it's not like everyone is
signed up to this one site.
Everyone has a child inside of them. Our cats do the kneading thing in rememberance
of when they fed from they're mommy. You yourself like Fragglerock and even have a bear you sleep with. Take a moment to analyze the holding of the bear to your chest and see if there is a strange feeling you can't exactly explain... a feeling of comfort.
My best friend know's about it. He even admitted to regressing recently... for him
that is buying toys and watching old show's. Didn't you notice how he likes to buy old toys
on Ebay? He also has a stuffed frog but I think his old blankey is trashed.
So, in the end I just wanted to tell you that I know this is creepy and difficult to deal with, but, it is a part of me.
I am in a phase where I need this.
You might catch me wearing a diaper at some point under my clothes. I'll try to keep it
private but I actually feel sad and depressed about that. I would just wish I could be open
in front of you, even if it's under clothes. I know it probably freaks you out way too much
but I would feel accepted and loved. It's hard though because I don't want you to ever
forget that I am a man and I have manly needs as well. :wink:
Well, I guess that about sums it up. If you wish this to still remain a let's pretend it
doesn't exist thing, I will understand. That is probably the easiest thing for you to be
able do to cope with it. It will hurt me, but I will understand.
I love you.