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I highly recommend telling her in 'stages'. Stage one is talk about fethishes. None in particular, don't ask her if she has one, just ask her what she thinks. It might seem manipulative, but if the conversation turns towards personal fetishes and she doesn't reveal first, steer the conversation away. If she has a significant deviant part of her nature, this could be the time to tell her, but probably not. Assess whether or not she is open to fetishes after that, this knowledge will let you prepare yourself correctly. Stage two is to establish the significance of whatever it is you like about diapers. For me, I'm a pretty emotionally neutral person 95% of the time, but that last 5% is intense and difficult to deal with. Having a 'security object' like diapers that is an auto-relaxation button helps me there. Without giving away the information about diapers, establish that significant portion of your psychological makeup so she understands why. Stage three is finally telling her. This is under the background of the not-so-serious (fetishes) as well as the very serious psychological side that also needs attention. She has a background of you that dictates that diapers indeed improve your life, and are not the center object of it. Lets face it, we don't just have some deviant obsession with diapers themselves. There are characteristics in us that allow diapers to be a positive force in our lives.

I go through a lot of fits and starts myself. A lot of it has to do with how relaxed/stressed I am feeling, as well as other lifestyle considerations. While I have the DL side of me, and that is great and all, there are more important aspects of my likfe that take up a higher priority if they need attending to. If I have a solid week of doing stuff with my friends, the diapers stay in the closet and I don't wear them. Though I have to say, now that the live-in girlfriend knows and doesn't care, I do find myself wearing them to bed more often. Something about them makes me sleep deeper and more relaxed. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, diapers have a way of melting away the stress.

For the longest time, I felt like I'd never tell a soul. I too have felt shameful, and honestly sometimes I still do. My girlfriend moved in with me about 9 months ago, and right before she moved in I was living alone. I had bought a couple packs of Bambinos and wore 2-3 times a week until she got here, at which time I made sure that I had burned through my entire stash. A couple weeks ago, I was feeling stressed to the point of being twitchy all day, which usually leads to what I would think to be mild depression. It used to be I would come to this website and read some posts, look at some pictures, read Adrian's blog, so I did again an noticed Bambino had a new diaper. On a whim, because my GF doesn't usually open my packages, I ordered a couple sample packs. A couple days later, the package had arrived while I was at work and she had thrown it on the couch. I was sitting across the room, she told me I had a package, and she squeezed it, looked at it, and was about to open it before she decided to toss it over to me. What a scare! I opened the top of the bag, looked inside, and commented "Some airsoft gear, nothing exciting" and tossed it aside and went back to my computer. About an hour later we were discussing stress, change, and coping and I thought real hard about telling her about it. I realized that if she had found some adult diapers while I was away and she didn't have the opportunity to talk to me about it right away she would spend those hours constructing a totally false idea in her head. Either I had to be amazingly diligent in hiding this part of me (a 2-bedroom apartment isn't terribly big) or just come out. I told her, showed her a diaper, and put one on to show her. All super embarassing, but I knew I needed to make sure she had enough information about it to not let her brain turn me into some sort of creep. My diapers dominated our conversations for a week or two, but eventually the topic ran dry and we don't really talk much about it anymore. She sometimes mentions that she wishes she had a stress relief object that worked for her like diapers work for me. I can wear one whenever I really like, and it truly is liberating to have a couple packages of diapers just sitting up in the closet with the rest of my clothes. Overall, I think that the situation you are in should dictate whether or not you tell someone. I'm just a DL, and I only really have the urge to wear a diaper when I'm really stressed out and need to escape. Because I can go long periods of time without even thinking about diapers, much less wearing one, the only person I've ever felt the need to tell is my current girlfriend and I think I would have been worse off if I had kept it a secret. The questions I would ask myself if I was ever thinking about telling someone else would be: Are they trustworthy? Do they have a fair amount of opportunities to find out? If they found out on their own, would it likely have a majorly negative impact on your relationship? -How important is it to keep this particular relationship positive? Would telling them, assuming their response is positive, greatly impact life in a positive fashion? Risk and reward. With my girlfriend the reward outweighed the risk, especially considering the risk of NOT telling her was far more detrimental.

Actually, I completely understand your situation. When I was a teen, and managed to accumulate a stash I would occasionally purge it. At the time, it wasn't so much for lack of money (I fit into Pullups and they were easy to attain). I think it was a combination of fear of someone finding out and slight self-loathing back then. It took me 5 years of living on my own to finally buy diapers online. It happened recently, and I bought a sample pack of Bambinos. I felt satisfied for a couple weeks with just the two, but eventually I splurged on the 16 pack. Granted, I don't really want to make diapers a daily part of my life, but managing them and having my little stash up in my closet works out stellar for me. Sometimes I get the notion that I should really abandon the ship, but imagine the stress you will save yourself by just keeping a few around.

Introductions on forums are always a bit strange for me, even still. I guess I'll start with how it all started, which was sometime in my younger years, probably around 5 years old when my brother was 2 and I still fit in those diapers. I had the absolute WORST hiding place (next to the dresser in my parent's room) and got caught post-wearing a diaper, and the concept didn't enter my brain again until many years later. We had moved to a new house, and I found some old pull-ups stashed deep in a closet in the bathroom. Curious and somewhat compelled, I tried them on and really enjoyed the feeling. I can't remember if they mysteriously disappeared (much better hiding place this time, ah the difference 10 years makes) or if I threw them out, I occasionally cycled through periods where I was interested, followed by a not-interested period. Fast-forward to college days where I had my own computer, and I got my 'fix' occasionally using some of the pay-for adult websites along with some torrent scouring when I didn't have the money. Pretty sure my girlfriend at the time found out (she was living with me and used my computer too) but she confronted me with "I found some wierd stuff, like really wierd, on your computer..." to which I responded "Strange stuff ends up there all the time." and the issue was dropped without resolution. Now, living in a more private place I recently sampled some Bambino diapers as my first premium ABDL diaper and had a grand time. Like most things for me, diapers seem to be an interest that comes and goes and the level of ABDL I experience changes too. Occasionally, I'd like to go full AB, with clothes, a mommy, and the works. Most of the time though is just as a DL. I'm pretty private about it, and have no desire to tell my current girlfriend about it although she is a wonderful girl and would most likely take it very well. I've toyed with the idea of meeting people in person with the same interest, and perhaps on a whim sometime I will. I do however enjoy community, and so I decided to join this one as well. In short, Hello!