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So I was posting a reply to a thread and I had a thought about why I am ABDL...
Backstory (without going into excruciating detail):
My father died when I was 6 years old I believe (this ‘I believe is an important factor’), I have a tape from a answering machine that I have never listened to with the last message he left for my mother, and every picture I have ever seen of him was with a shaved head and markings which indicated how doctors were going to attempt to remove a brain tumor. I can say without hesitation that the father figure that I had was a man that I never knew. I grew up with multiple men in my life that really amounted to nothing more than passers by and none amounted to a person that I would ever identify as my father... now I could continue this and talk about how I think all the little ol women of my small town lied to me about how great of a Christian my father was just because it was the “right” thing to do, but I’ll save that for another thread. Instead, I’ll say this—I wonder if that missing element had something to do with me being a DL. I don’t really identify as a little, though I admit it’s totally there to some degree (personality wise). It’s easy to turn something like this into a “daddy issue”, but I wonder if that’s what it is.
Has anyone else had similar thoughts or experiences?
Backstory (without going into excruciating detail):
My father died when I was 6 years old I believe (this ‘I believe is an important factor’), I have a tape from a answering machine that I have never listened to with the last message he left for my mother, and every picture I have ever seen of him was with a shaved head and markings which indicated how doctors were going to attempt to remove a brain tumor. I can say without hesitation that the father figure that I had was a man that I never knew. I grew up with multiple men in my life that really amounted to nothing more than passers by and none amounted to a person that I would ever identify as my father... now I could continue this and talk about how I think all the little ol women of my small town lied to me about how great of a Christian my father was just because it was the “right” thing to do, but I’ll save that for another thread. Instead, I’ll say this—I wonder if that missing element had something to do with me being a DL. I don’t really identify as a little, though I admit it’s totally there to some degree (personality wise). It’s easy to turn something like this into a “daddy issue”, but I wonder if that’s what it is.
Has anyone else had similar thoughts or experiences?