I was bored one day and there was nothing good on tv so I was like "hey lets put on some diapers."
Haha, just kidding, y'all =D
In all seriousness, it started this summer with me watching copious amounts of Nick Jr. due to crippling depression. It distracted me from my problems. Then I found a pacifier that'd been floating around the house for years, cleaned it off, and began sucking it when no one was around. Then I started wearing the footie pjs my friend bought me as a joke. last year Then I started playing with toys in the bathtub again. Then I caved and bought some diapers. And a bottle. And other baby stuff. I'd lock my room door and play baby around bedtime each night, and it helped me forget about all my anxiety and fall asleep with ease.
AB isn't really a lifestyle for me, but rather a coping mechanism. I know this for sure because I stress out less than I used to, so I go into baby mode less than I used to.