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Bear Down, Chicago Bears!
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This may have been posted here before, but I was thinking about this today reading some of the posts on here...Can any of you point out a pivotal moment in your life or something big that you can say "that's why I'm a TB". For me, I think it was just the way I was raised, always being in diapers 24/7 because of incontinence. Some people have said it was early or late potty training, some people have no explanation whatsoever. So what was it about you that made you a TB, and how old were you when you realized?
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Regular
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I think that I became a TB after I went through a severe depression when I was 15. As a defense mechanism I would regress to a baby or toddler uncontrollably. I mean, that I couldn't control the regression. It only happened when I was really stressed.
I think I liked the way I felt when I was regressed so now I choose to regress whenever I want (or need) to. |
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Have Hope
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No one knows. There are many theories but there is no exact answer.
For me, I don't really know. It started with me a little earlier in life. I remember when I was around 5-7 I used to have "accidents". And during that time in age I used to aslo at night go sit on the toilet and go to the bathroom without taking off my jammies. But right after I would come in change and then go to sleep. I don't know why I did it I just did. And truely in my life I've only have say 6 or 7 true accidents, and I've never wet the bed. And then when I was around 12-13 I used to just... wet myself cause I liked the feeling. Again, I didn't realise at any of these periods what a TB was or that there was anyone else who did it. So I didn't go out and about and do this, it was a secret thing. Current times though I really don't do this anymore. I don't really feel anything from it. Honestly, I don't really consider myself a TB anymore. Cause it just doesn't attract anymore, maybe I'm just going through a purge binge thing but I dunno. I consider myself more furry then anything :p |
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The original Baby Jake
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I have lived... well... I wouldn't consider it a normal childhood... but it was good when I think of it. Anyway, I think I became a TB due to my constant supply of diapers because of my incontinence.
It made me look to see who else wore them, and why - at around 11. Thats when I also started to masturbate... and I started thinking about being a baby as a fetish. I later discovered the AB/DL community from the internet. After finding out what a huge community there is for people like us... my fetish later turned to a lifestyle, but has since kind of dwindled to more or less just a hobby as life in general started to pick up. |
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Banned
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it's true what they say.. there's no cause because we're human and all differ. There is more than one way to become an ab/tb, just like there are more ways to Rome. I want to believe it was all coincidence. A set of events made me associate being a baby with fun. How I associated, when I associated and what exactly I associated; it does not matter
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VIP
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There are a couple of tb-related defining points in my life. Once when I was very young, probably aorund the age of 5 (although I cant really remember) I had to wear nappies for a short while due to an illness. I think this could have something to do with me being a tb. And then when I was about 6, I remember trying to put on a doll's nappy, and even though from then untill about the age of 13 I had no more tb feelings, I think thats the earliest event where there is evidence as me being a tb, but then I can't remember why I did it. Perhaps it was the connection of nappies with how I had been really nurtured and cared for when I was ill. As for realising I was a tb, it wasn't untill about 5 months ago when I began to research the feelings I had online.
I think its just one of those un-explainable things. Different people have different reasons, and some people dont have any causes that they know of. |
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VIP
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I was adopted, but not until I was 2. I think I came from an abusive family, and so potty training probably didn't go well. I would have spent some of my early life in the adoptive orphanage, and I don't imagine they helped the situation. The first time I can remember being aware of wanting to be in diapers and act like a baby was when I was 4 years old, so what ever the cause, it was a deep and significant feeling. There may also have been feelings of insecurity going from my birth parents, to an orphanage, and then to my adoptive parents. My adoptive parents were kind and nurturing, so I don't think they would have been the cause. I think that was created very early in my life. But we all have different histories, so the causes probably vary greatly.
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Lurker
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I am here, because of the birth of my brother and a particularly traumatic toilet-training experience, in addition to several smaller experiences.
According to my parents, I had a particularly difficult time adjusting to my baby brother (I was approximately 2 years old), who suddenly received the majority of attention at home. This may have triggered behavior associated with diapers when I was four years old (I tried to wear one of my brother's diapers, but I was caught before I could do so). Also around that time, I have memory (that I have since forgiven) of being scolded, particularly harshly, for messing myself...which might have explained why everything seemed to associate with poop for the next several years....... ...and there was one other poop memory...I was visiting one of my friend's baby cousins (I was between 5 and seven years old), and the mother changed its diaper in front of us (while we were eating, mind you!). Most of these memories, however, have began to fade from my memory. I am forgiving them and moving on. |
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