What is it about a diaper that makes all of us who wears them, *tick?* I'm way more adult baby than diaper lover and a very young adult baby at that (newborn mostly), but make no mistake, it's *never* complete without wearing a diaper and the more ridiculously thicker, the better.
When I put on a diaper (or diapers in some cases), it's like a chemical release happens in my brain and while I can't outright call it "mental regression," for that brief period of time, I get lost in all contours, the fit, the look, the feel and other senses I couldn't began to explain even if I knew the words.
Right after putting on a diaper, I'll put on my favorite clothing which is a footed sleeper and the first thing I do is get down ether on the floor on my bed, stomach down, legs bowed out to the side and I slowly wiggle, move and contort my body aimlessly. With a pacifier in my mouth, my thick diaper in between my legs and being able to feel the fabric of the sleeper encasing my entire body; I'd dare say that it's better than any sexual orgasm I've ever had and it's never ending (well, until I take everything off that is lol).
Once or twice in my life, I've had a caretaker have to call my name more than once before I realized I was being talked to after settling in my head-space.
Mentally, no matter how much I'll ever try to give up being a baby, I can honestly say with all that I am, I don't believe it's ever going to happen. Coming out like I did to my fellow friends, family and co-workers, I guess in a sense, I was subconsciously crying for help. Unlike some of the horror stories I've heard from other people (no offense in the slightest), I've yet to have someone fully come down on me about being a baby.
In fact, I usually get for the most part, "if this is in fact who I am, even though it's not my thing, I think you should stop fighting it and just be who you are. As long as you're not hurting anyone, then to each his or her own."
I consider myself blessed in this particular case and if I had one wish, I'd ask for the world to be more accepting to us so we all didn't have to deny who we are.