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Wow, that is remarkably similar. My neglect was my dad who was just like "Duh I guess my kid is just the dumbsawz!" despite my mom totally getting it, yeah That relationship did not last, it lasted for too long but eventually just fell to pieces over thinking I was dumb, my brother was dumb, everyone was dumb.Stargazer93 said:I have ABDL from two things:
1. Total neglect from my mother including as an infant. My grandmother kept me alive and showed me love, but its not the same as meaning nothing to your birth mother or father for that matter. So my whole life I was chasing this as way to relieve and close that hole in my heart and soul by engaging in AB.
It wasn't until psychedelic therapy that I finally felt some peace in that regard.
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2. I have autism and I take great comfort in a wide variety of things that are physically soothing. This took a very long time to understand, but independent of childhood trauma, I just take comfort in how a diaper feels on me. The softness, the tightness, the security of it. Kind of like a teddy bear or security blanket, its a coping mechanism.
So for me there's always been such a strong pull toward this since its being approached by two different fronts.
Right now I've just been wearing bikini panties and I am happy to say that seems to be scratching the itch of the autism need and the psychadelic therapy has healed a lot of the childhood trauma, so at this point in time I don't even have any diapers. So if that lasts, cool. If not, at least I feel some growth and healing in who I am as a person.
Also yeah a lot of this is because I am not surprisingly autistic.