Could There Be Any Benefits in Telling?

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MoonMoon said:
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I am saying this not to be rude or otherwise mean. It is "all intents and purposes."

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Now on the subject of telling your parents, it is up to you, how well do you know your parents? Would they "agree" with this lifestyle?

My mother and father are very religious and uptight about being normal. They push that on me. So as much as I've wanted to, I don't tell them. That said I own my own home and live a state away from them.

You have to choose what you are going to do via what is going to be best for you. Something I learned in college is if I need to make up my mind: I take out pen and paper and write a list of pros and cons. The pen and paper is the key part, it will help a lot to do it on pen and paper.
 
I'm not a great user of the english language, or any for that matter. But thanks I guess.
 
MoonMoon said:
I'm not a great user of the english language, or any for that matter. But thanks I guess.

It's all good. I am just trying to help! Knowledge is power.
 
KimbaStarshine said:
... but my mom was actually the one who bought me pacifiers when I was 16, and kept them (and my thumbsucking) a secret from my dad until I told him myself.

I realize I'm a little late to reply, but this bit of information seems very important and useful. Why did she buy you pacifiers, and how did she react to that and your thumbsucking?

That's not something most people can say has happened with their parents, so while I'd normally say telling parents is a bad idea, in this case it seems like it might be fine.
 
LittleAcorn said:
I realize I'm a little late to reply, but this bit of information seems very important and useful. Why did she buy you pacifiers, and how did she react to that and your thumbsucking?

That's not something most people can say has happened with their parents, so while I'd normally say telling parents is a bad idea, in this case it seems like it might be fine.

I started thumbsucking when I was 15 during a stressful period in my life. When I confessed my new habit to my mother, she reassured me it was alright if it helped me, and mostly left me to my own devices. I'd comment here and there about wanting to try a pacifier, but she didn't seem too thrilled about the idea. Eventually she agreed to buy me a pack at 16 after I got a tooth pulled.

I remember a little snippet of a conversation. I guess we were talking about my thumbsucking or pacifiers, and I said something about me ''just going back a bit'' (as in, regressing in my behavior). I imagine she meant it jokingly, but she replied ''As long as you don't go back to diapers!''
 
KimbaStarshine said:
I started thumbsucking when I was 15 during a stressful period in my life. When I confessed my new habit to my mother, she reassured me it was alright if it helped me, and mostly left me to my own devices. I'd comment here and there about wanting to try a pacifier, but she didn't seem too thrilled about the idea. Eventually she agreed to buy me a pack at 16 after I got a tooth pulled.

I remember a little snippet of a conversation. I guess we were talking about my thumbsucking or pacifiers, and I said something about me ''just going back a bit'' (as in, regressing in my behavior). I imagine she meant it jokingly, but she replied ''As long as you don't go back to diapers!''

I wish I would have told my parents, maybe I could have enjoyed my hobby more as a teen/young adult. I don't think my parents would "agree" with it.
 
KimbaStarshine said:
''As long as you don't go back to diapers!''

Did that make you nervous when she said that, or did you just sort of roll your eye and snicker in your head? What was your reaction to that comment? I am curious lol.
 
Just go for it. It'll be easier to break it to her slowly and articulately if you do so on your terms and not when you get caught in the act. I'm 18, my dad has known since I was 16, I told my mom about a year ago. It's a little embarrassing still, but I no longer live in constant fear of being, like, "found out" or whatever. My parents are slightly conservative and borderline homophobic Christians, but accept me anyway because they love me no matter what. Well, actually my dad wasn't very accepting of it all at first, I recall him saying to "knock it off", but I think he's coming around. Maybe. Idk. I hope he is. Probably not, though...
 
parkerpeter said:
Just go for it. It'll be easier to break it to her slowly and articulately if you do so on your terms and not when you get caught in the act. I'm 18, my dad has known since I was 16, I told my mom about a year ago. It's a little embarrassing still, but I no longer live in constant fear of being, like, "found out" or whatever. My parents are slightly conservative and borderline homophobic Christians, but accept me anyway because they love me no matter what. Well, actually my dad wasn't very accepting of it all at first, I recall him saying to "knock it off", but I think he's coming around. Maybe. Idk. I hope he is. Probably not, though...

It entirely depends on the family. A good example would be like my family, where I got thrown out XD.

Not always good to tell, and not always bad to tell. You really just have to play it by ear and be a good judge on how they would react.
 
Hi KimbaStarshine, I know exactly what you are going through. Several years ago when I was still very new to AB/DL (had only made like 1 makeshift diaper and had just learned that I wasn't the only one with these desires), I decided that it would be in my best interest to tell my mom (with whom I still live). I found some old, outdated AB/DL website that hadn't been updated for a good 10 years. It had a letter that was designed to help you tell your parents. So, I copied and pasted and filled in the blanks and gave it to my mom to read. Needless to say, it didn't go over well and I ended up at a counselor's office. The counselor read the letter I had wrote and he definitely didn't understand at all. I remember one of his questions being "Do you feel the need to wear diapers because you're afraid of having accidents?" and I, being really scared, just sort of went along with it. The counselor eventually came to the conclusion that I was sick with a rare type of strep throat that caused unusual behavior (I have a bad history with strep throat so this seemed plausible to my mom). After that I was so traumatized that I didn't even think about diapers for a year or so.

Then, the urge started to come back. I was definitely keeping it secret now after the awful experience I had had, and did so successfully. I even managed to perfect my makeshift diapers and started learning a bit more about the community (did my first lurking on ADISC, etc.). But, my secret welled up inside like pressurized steam and eventually bursted. My makeshift diapers were fine and dandy, but I had no idea what a real diaper felt like, or if my makeshift diapers were even close (which they actually were). I found a video by BabyMitchy directed towards helping non-ABDL's understand. I had my mom watch this video, and I hoped that it would help. Unfortunately it didn't. She had me strep tested (she still thought the counselor's crazy theory was valid) and asked me why I told her. I came up with the BS excuse that it would make my ABDLism go away. For a little while that rang true, but in a couple more months I was back to makeshift diapers.

In Summer 2014 (a few months after my second telling), I finally got the courage to go out and buy some real diapers. I bought a pack of size 6 Pampers (I'm fairly small so they still fit) and I was in heaven. Eventually I got my first adult diapers from Walgreens, and found a baby bottle from my own childhood to drink from. That was also around the time I started on ADISC. I continued without the slightest intention of telling, but eventually my overactive mind started thinking how much better it would be if I didn't have to wear in fear and I got the urge to tell again. This time it was different. I made an ADISC post asking fellow members what to do (much like you did), and the answer was a resounding don't tell; the situation I was in was already fairly good and I shouldn't risk making it worse. I thought it through and agreed with that conclusion. I had a few close calls where I was almost caught (for instance, just messed my diaper when I hear my mom getting home earlier than she said she would - I barely made it out of that one), but things were just fine. But the unthinkable happened last April: I was caught.

A similar situation to the one mentioned above occurred, and my mom could tell I was acting suspicious. I left to do some stuff that night, and I was about to go home when I got a phone call from her. She sounded very shaken and said that I was in deep trouble. I knew what had happened and anxiously drove home. I got there to find that she had discovered my stash, and she had even gotten my dad over (very bad news because he is very conservative and closed-minded). They had me throw out my whole stash (I kept the baby bottle hidden though) and also had me go to counseling (fortunately with a new counselor). The counseling actually helped, as the new counselor actually knew a bit about ABDL and that it wasn't a problem like my parents made it out to be. A few weeks later I gathered up the courage to tell my mom (she was hoping that I was done for good) that it was here to stay and managed to explain it a bit better. She reluctantly agreed, but she still wanted me to stop mainly because she's worried I will never be able to marry because of ABDL. I ordered some M4's and ATN's online and was thrilled to have my first premium diapers after hearing so much about them. I only wore around my mom once as an experiment but I was so nervous and uncomfortable that I never did it again. I still pretty much kept it secret and was only questioned a few times, except of course for my weekly counseling. Eventually my desires naturally waned and I didn't wear for a few months.

My ABDL desires came back in mid November, and having thrown away my remaining diapers (they were cheap ones from Walgreens so it was fine) I ran to the store and bought some Goodnites one day. I had no intention of telling, so I kept my Goodnites in my super secret hiding spot and only wore them if I knew I was going to be safe. One day, I found that the lock to my hiding place was broken. I didn't think much of it, but a few days later my mom said that she had found my diapers, but it was OK and she wouldn't tell my dad. I was astonished, but eventually it settled in. Because she knew, I was just like YOLO and I ordered some more M4's. They eventually got here and I was surprised to find that my mom had again become averse to ABDL stating her worries that I would be like this forever, never have a normal life, etc. She hasn't mentioned ABDL since then, and that is basically where I am right now.

What should your takeaway from this be? Telling all depends on your situation, and people's feelings change. Based on the fact that your mom bought you a pacifier, I would say you're in a pretty good position to tell. However, I would test the waters before just straight up telling her. For example, you could ask her how she feels about your pacifier usage because you are "just wondering". If she says she's fine with it, I would tell her. Be sure to have a plan for what you will say, and don't make it a big deal. If you make it a big deal, your parents will make it a huge deal and your mom might react how mine did when I first told her. Just act casual, maybe slide into it using your pacifier as a jumping off point. For instance, "You know I use a pacifier to reduce stress. Another thing that helps me reduce stress is wearing adult diapers. It helps me feel safe and secure." That's just an idea.

I apologize for rambling on so long, and basically telling my entire ABDL story. I wish you the best of luck, and I hope it goes well.
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brabbit1987 said:
Did that make you nervous when she said that, or did you just sort of roll your eye and snicker in your head? What was your reaction to that comment? I am curious lol.

I think it was mainly the latter, but there could have been a little of the former mixed in as well. But this was at a time when I still didn't really have a desire to wear yet; the fetish was there, but no great urges to actually get diapers.
 
KimbaStarshine said:
I started thumbsucking when I was 15 during a stressful period in my life. When I confessed my new habit to my mother, she reassured me it was alright if it helped me, and mostly left me to my own devices. I'd comment here and there about wanting to try a pacifier, but she didn't seem too thrilled about the idea. Eventually she agreed to buy me a pack at 16 after I got a tooth pulled.

I remember a little snippet of a conversation. I guess we were talking about my thumbsucking or pacifiers, and I said something about me ''just going back a bit'' (as in, regressing in my behavior). I imagine she meant it jokingly, but she replied ''As long as you don't go back to diapers!''


It sounds like you have a very close and open relationship with your mom. Does that sound right? If so then I'd say there's no harm in telling her. Before you do you should probably think about what you want to get out out of telling her, and what you don't want (i.e. you want to be able to order stuff but don't want her to be involved, etc). Be clear about that.

Her comment about diapers sounds like something an ABDL would remember, but was probably just a casual comment that she won't remember. ABDLs seem to pick up on diaper references more than other people for some strange reason ;).
 
LittleAcorn said:
It sounds like you have a very close and open relationship with your mom. Does that sound right? If so then I'd say there's no harm in telling her. Before you do you should probably think about what you want to get out out of telling her, and what you don't want (i.e. you want to be able to order stuff but don't want her to be involved, etc). Be clear about that.

Her comment about diapers sounds like something an ABDL would remember, but was probably just a casual comment that she won't remember. ABDLs seem to pick up on diaper references more than other people for some strange reason ;).

Well... I'd say it's more like a dysfunctional, ''forced'' closeness, if that makes any sense, that comes from spending 99% of your whole life around an overprotective parent. Being homeschooled, my opportunities to socialize and do things away from my mother were always limited. It's only been in the last few years that I've slowly started to have a small life outside of my home.

And since beginning to spend more time interacting with others online, and discovering these different parts of myself, I've obviously started to share less with my mother. I was once forced to tell her that what I do online is none of her business, and she seemed to take the hint. I do wonder if she thinks I'm watching porn or something, which I do, but that's not the point.

The whole idea of telling hasn't really been on my mind too much lately. It's kind of how my brain works, I'll obsess over something for a day or so before moving on to another topic.
 
Hi Sisi dad hear.

By the sound of things your mum probly know or at least Suspects. You have a AB little life styal choice.

I should just tell her that you ordered some diapers and they will be arriving by post. Then take it from there.
 
KimbaStarshine said:
Well... I'd say it's more like a dysfunctional, ''forced'' closeness, if that makes any sense, that comes from spending 99% of your whole life around an overprotective parent. Being homeschooled, my opportunities to socialize and do things away from my mother were always limited. It's only been in the last few years that I've slowly started to have a small life outside of my home.

And since beginning to spend more time interacting with others online, and discovering these different parts of myself, I've obviously started to share less with my mother. I was once forced to tell her that what I do online is none of her business, and she seemed to take the hint. I do wonder if she thinks I'm watching porn or something, which I do, but that's not the point.

The whole idea of telling hasn't really been on my mind too much lately. It's kind of how my brain works, I'll obsess over something for a day or so before moving on to another topic.


A little off topic ...
My brain doesn't function well with peoples avatars as I always seem to imagine the person being their avatar.
Shippo says "I do wonder if she thinks I'm watching porn or something, which I do, but that's not the point." ... just ... my head can't seem to compute this.
NO! Shippo .. close your eyes little one! XD Don't look!
 
Good Evening!

I can relate to your situation a little bit.
From age 8 to age 33, my psychotic Mom was going through all my personal belongings daily looking for Booze, Dope, and Porn.
She treated me like a criminal, despite the fact that being autistic, I am highly moral and law-abiding.
I guess your parents are like the Saudi Morality Police.
My Mom emotionally smothered me for decades, and as a feral autistic, my only way to rebel was to just disappear for hours at a time to get away from her, especially the last 30 years of her life, when she became virulently homophobic and obsessed with supporting and carrying out the ides of the likes of Reverend Jerry Falwell, ect.
Anyway, My Mom's ashes are planted 6 feet under and she has no damn say anymore on how I personally live my life.
You are an adult, and your parents should not be dictating how you should live your life.
 
caitianx said:
Good Evening!

I can relate to your situation a little bit.
From age 8 to age 33, my psychotic Mom was going through all my personal belongings daily looking for Booze, Dope, and Porn.
She treated me like a criminal, despite the fact that being autistic, I am highly moral and law-abiding.
I guess your parents are like the Saudi Morality Police.
My Mom emotionally smothered me for decades, and as a feral autistic, my only way to rebel was to just disappear for hours at a time to get away from her, especially the last 30 years of her life, when she became virulently homophobic and obsessed with supporting and carrying out the ides of the likes of Reverend Jerry Falwell, ect.
Anyway, My Mom's ashes are planted 6 feet under and she has no damn say anymore on how I personally live my life.
You are an adult, and your parents should not be dictating how you should live your life.

I have mental illness(es) caused by brain damage while a fetus. My parents choice was to ignore that. I do alright for myself. I know how you feel though, my parents are caltholic and homophobic, racist, just about any ist or ism or phobic you could think of. Too this day they come to my house and "look around" in my stuff
 
I don't have enough time to read every post in this thread. But there are some great point in them.

As for me, I didn't have a choice on if I should tell my parents or not. My ex girlfriend was out for blood. And was trying to tell them first. So I sit each of them down one at a time and explain it. I also had to tell my sister's, brother in law, and a few close friends. My ex was out for a lot of blood and wanted to destroy my life. And for me and my family it went over well. I did loss some friends, but I have made so many new ones I don't remember who missing.

I wrote down some things to help me remember what I wanted to say. Besides a few awkward jokes from my mom, and a few friends. It hasn't changed much
 
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