what do your parents think about the whole ABDL thing and how did they find out?

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I told my parents a while back, mostly as a way to relieve pressure from my mom to have kids, in all honesty. They freaked out at first (like, in the first two days), but luckily for me I'm not living with them or dependent on them, so they didn't really have any leverage and I had a couple rational conversations with my mom over the phone about the whole thing that mostly went like "I'm fine, I don't want to change myself, I told you so you'd stop pressing me on trying to romance women in the typical way, my sexuality just isn't like that. Yes, I do eventually want kids of my own, I'll figure out how to get there."

Looking back at it now, it has been a convenience since I moved to live closer to them and we're occasionally still traveled together on big trips and I didn't have to go completely diaperless on those occasions (They knew, but I was discreet and nobody ever commented on it).
 
Although I haven't spoken to my parents about it, my mom has found my stash a couple of times. She never brought it up but I am sure she has told my dad. I'm not too careful hiding it or concerned that they do know about it. They already know I sleep with a stuffed animal and I like to watch childish cartoons so wearing diapers isn't such a big stretch.
 
All while growing up my mom would snoop through my room and find my stash of diapers. This happened hundreds of times, but each time my mom would either say nothing or just tell me I shouldn't be wearing diapers.

Once when I was 16 I left home and hit the streets because I was sick of my hard earned diapers being thrown out all the time (and for having zero privacy). I was moved out for a week, bouncing from one friends house to another.

My mom begged me to come back, so I added a few privacy rules of my own and put a lock on my door. This only slowed down their interfering though, and my mom kept pressing it.

When I was 19 I temporarily moved back in with my parents (to heal after a disability discharge from the Marines). I told them I was diapered all of the time, and if they didn't like it I'd be willing to go back on the streets. Neither of them understood it, but at least they finally were willing to accept me for who I am.
 
My parents don't know and I hope they never will. I have no idea what their reaction would be, but I find it very scary to even think about them ever finding out...
 
Well my brother knows about the it because he caught me while I was sleeping and he asked so I told him and he doesn't care as long as he is unaffected by it.

One time I left this website open late on night and I went to the bathroom and my mom woke up and looked at it and she read some of what was on it and she asked a few questions. The next day my dad questioned me about it and I was able to thankfully play it off like it was nothing. I could tell that they did not like it and they hated it like about 95% of the people I know.
 
My dad beat the shit out of me, but it was a long time ago - I'm over it now!
 
My step mom found my stash a few times growing up. She would move it to another more common area of the house like from my Room to a cabinet in the laundry room where we kept absorbent pads for the dog, but she's never mentioned it to me, and we've never spoken of it. Idk what they think.

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The only thing to fear is fear its self. -Roosevelt.

Of course, it also doesn't help if you let them find out on their own (and they will stumble on them eventually), and they come to their own wild misconclusions about it all. Yeah, that would be scarier than just telling them the right way.
 
Back when I was in college, my mom found my stuff and sent me to see a psychiatrist. She didn't support it at all, and she'd leave these tracts in my bedroom about being a man. It was a horrible experience. Oh, she also found gay porn, so being a man thing was twice as bad.
 
When I was 15 years old, I hid a few diapers in my bedstand behind my stack of Goosebumps books. Of course, it had to be the same week or so that my mom was going to thoroughly clean and rearrange my room (without warning) while I was at school.

When I came home, she basically told me she extreme-cleaned my room and wants to get me a new bedstand... and right there I got SO NERVOUS... in the past I'd voiced that I hate it when she "throws away my stuff" and so tried to play my nervousness off like that was my concern... she immediately said back "I didn't throw anything away..." and so I go up to my room and check in my bedstand, and low and behold EVERYTHING was gone, my Goosebumps, the diapers, all of it.

I never found it so I'm assuming she threw it away and surprisingly she never brought it up to me. I've always wondered what she thought about it, but I'm truly glad to not have ever had that conversation.
 
For me, only my mom knows. I had to tell her because the emotional stress of the nightmares I had been experiencing (regarding possibly being kicked out of the family/house) was taking its toll on me. So I told her that I had felt safe and secure when wearing diapers and she thought because of that I was worried about wetting the bed. Pretty much to sum things up, she thought I wore to protect my bed, even though I clearly stated otherwise in our discussion. Needless to say, I still kept my padding, in secret of course. One thing that doesn't help my case is that because it is emotions related and that I practically had a mental/emotional breakdown in church, she thought I had might've been going through a depression. Each child in my family is adopted, and as for me, my biological mother was a high schooler who was bipolar, suffering from depression, and taking lithium. The depression and bipolar(-ism?) is bloodline related and she feared I might be being affected by it. Also had to go see a psychiatrist, again, but I talked her down from it.
 
My mother actually found my stash when i was 17 she ended up forcing me to go to a "Shrink", eventually i stopped going, but from the gist she might have thought i was a pervert for being a dl.... im actually going to try and come out about my diaper lover side in a few days...... hope to see how it goes.
 
Good to hear that. If you're remotely close with your parents then they should be allowed to know the full you.

Just do your research on this beforehand. You don't want to go into that conversation saying this is just a fetish or kink, and you only wear them because you like the feeling. We all know it's WAY more than just that, but your parents won't so be prepared.
 
My Mom found a bag of Goodnites under my bed when I was in my early 20's and asked me about them. I told her I was having some issues with bedwetting. She told me to go to the doctor. I did and when I got back in said the doctor said to keep wearing protection until it goes away. It was only brought up a few more times when she'd asleep for I was still having issues at night.
 
Told my mom around 10 years ago when I was a teen and she thought it was disgusting. She said people who are into that need to find a better outlet for their stress issues.
 
Takashi said:
Told my mom around 10 years ago when I was a teen and she thought it was disgusting. She said people who are into that need to find a better outlet for their stress issues.
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Too bad it was ten years ago. I would have told you to put a half-full bottle of scotch in your closet and let her find it, telling her you found a better outlet.
 
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Too bad it was ten years ago. I would have told you to put a half-full bottle of scotch in your closet and let her find it, telling her you found a better outlet.
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If only... :laugh:
 
Haha! :D
 
Vic92 said:
Too bad it was ten years ago. I would have told you to put a half-full bottle of scotch in your closet and let her find it, telling her you found a better outlet.
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Kinda what I found funny. one of my mom's most initial reactions was " I wish you were gay instead." and when im about 23-24 years old at christmas time I do shots with my stepdad and his brother on christmas afternoon at their home and my mom sort of freaks out. She knew I was going to be fine.

also this is after she offers me to try some of her and my step dad's pot stash. Which I declined. I think my mom was just weird out seeing me even lightly drunk like that and keeping pace with her SO and his brother.
 
Some parents just have no concept of scale in situations like this. "Hey mom lets talk about these other kids I know from school, the one that's pregnant (or the other one whose girlfriend is pregnant), the druggies, the drug dealer, all the kids that drink, the ones that keep getting arrested, aaaaalll those smokers, and the suicide. Do you really think I should drop this "worst possible case" and go looking for other options?" They seriously need to get a grip on some perspective. If diapers are the worst thing your kid is into, shouldn't you consider yourself lucky?
 
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