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Dear Daily:
I'm one of those fun people
with the dominating father figure who stood over me most of my life,
looking down on me and humiliating me to try to get me to be the man
he wanted me to be. Back when I was little and was learning not to
use diapers he would scold me and threaten to baby me for things
that are normal about growing up, like wetting the bed and crying. I
grew up terrified of the idea of being anything more than an adult.
I lived in fear of being laughed at by my friends and family if I
ever did anything out of the ordinary. This kept up until my hormones
got the better of me thirteen years ago. I had always had a lot of
dolls and stuffed animals, and one day my mom thought it might be
cute to get me one of those anatomically correct baby dolls just for
the unique-ness of it all. So, here I am, locked in my room as
always with this doll and I found myself envying it. I wanted to
know what it must feel like to be a baby because I honestly couldn't
remember anything at all. Doll diaper or not I tried to put it on,
and immediately "came" in the diaper.
Although at the time I was horrified, I eventually
came to realize that I wasn't some kind of pervert, and that I
wasn't the only one. Finding your site about a year ago helped with
that -a lot-. I find myself visiting it often but recently a few
things have begun to bother me while logging on. You see, aside from
a pen pal I have online, I've never worked up the courage to tell
anyone about it. The voice of my dad is always there in my mind
taunting me when ever I try to work up the nerve. ...on top of that
I have a three year old girl that I'm trying to potty train and I'm
a single parent. It's extremely hard for me to know what to do in my
situation because I don't want to be like my dad was. I want her to
make her own choices... but I also don't want her to know that her
daddy has this little secret. Which kills me because now that I know
more about it I'm eager to learn more about this side of me that
I've been keeping hidden.
Now, I'm in an even more awkward situation
as my mother has become my new room mate since she left her husband.
My private space is becoming smaller and smaller and I don't know
what to do because I'm so scared of being exposed to my family. Do
you have any advice you could pass along? |
Dear Friend:
Thank you for
sharing your story with me! As far as your daughter is concerned. She has
no business knowing what kind of underwear you wear. Potty train her
according to the advice of the experts and be a better father than your
father was!
You mother,
that's a little more tricky. She's living with you, but it's your house
and your life. I say wear your diapers as you normally would without
explaining anything. If she asks, tell her the truth, or lie to her.
Doesn't really matter so long as she gets the message that you are an
adult and are going to be who you are!
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