LittleBoyInTheRedHoodie
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Last night I almost did it. I almost wore a diaper to bed. I “chickened out.”
I should mention that I’ve had issues with major depressive disorder for most of my adult life and I definitely don’t wear it like a merit badge. I’m only mentioning it for context.
I have a hard time enjoying things. And I also have a hard time allowing myself the possibility of feeling good or okay - aside from drinking. I feel guilty about that.
My little side is suffering. I have this hunger to express this part of me, but besides talking to my teddy bear, that’s about as far as I can go. I think my medications are becoming less effective. It’s something I’m definitely going to tell my doctor about. Things randomly make me cry - songs, objects, ideas, etc.
I guess writing about it maybe makes me feel a little better.
LittleRedHoodie
I should mention that I’ve had issues with major depressive disorder for most of my adult life and I definitely don’t wear it like a merit badge. I’m only mentioning it for context.
I have a hard time enjoying things. And I also have a hard time allowing myself the possibility of feeling good or okay - aside from drinking. I feel guilty about that.
My little side is suffering. I have this hunger to express this part of me, but besides talking to my teddy bear, that’s about as far as I can go. I think my medications are becoming less effective. It’s something I’m definitely going to tell my doctor about. Things randomly make me cry - songs, objects, ideas, etc.
I guess writing about it maybe makes me feel a little better.
LittleRedHoodie
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