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Welcome to Daily Diapers, DiaperBoyKR!! Hope to see you around the site!

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Welcome to Daily Diapers, Minerva! Hope you enjoy the site and I look forward to seeing you around the boards.

Thanks for sharing this with us, FlexGirl!!! Very funny!

Welcome to Daily Diapers, Baby Bethany!! Yes, many of us, including myself, thought the same for many years about being the only person on this plantet with this interest. Now it only takes a little courage, a computer, and access to the internet to find other like-minded people. Glad you found us! Hope you enjoy the site and I look forward to seeing you around the boards!

Intersting Post, Lex. For me, stress is still a major trigger, but there are/were many others. At one time in my life I found diaper play to be the solution for just about everything. For example: If I was feeling down, wearing diapers would cheer me up; if I was sick, wearing would make me feel a little better; and likewise, if I was in a good mood, wearing would enhance my mood. Like Pipsqueak, I had a tendency early on to fixate on diapers to escape, change or enhance my moods. However, as I matured as an adult, I found, or forced myself to find, other ways of dealing with these emotions. Also, I have always found it difficult to deal with anything being forced upon me. I prefer to take a step back or escape first, and then deal with the situation on my own terms at a later time. Unfortunately, I can't always do this as diaper play requires a certain amount of privacy and time, and I don't always have that luxury. IMO, I think you are going to find that there are a limitless number of triggers that induce or encourage diaper play and as we grow and mature these triggers may change. However, some triggers are permanent and forever imprinted in our minds. I think these are the triggers that don't allow us to give up our diapers and we may not even know what they are. Although I don't actively promote accepting our lifestyle as a solution, I think that has to be an individual choice, I do feel I have personally benefited greatly and have found more peace of mind after I started accepting my AB/DL/S as a part of me and my life. This change in mind-set has allowed me to be more proactive about wearing and feel better about myself on a more consistant basis. Additionally, I think wearing more regularly has suppressed and/or eliminated some of those triggers which used to send me begging for a diaper timeout. Still, there is a fine line between wanting and needing to wear diapers as a way of dealing with life situations as an adult and I still struggle with this.

Welcome to the site, little un!!! I too struggled with acceptance until my late 30s, early 40s. Joining this site and participating on the boards has really helped me accept this lifestyle and deal with all the negative feelings that come with it. Many here can relate to what you are going through, so you are not alone in that way of thinking. So, hang in there, it gets better, and hope to see you around the boards.

That's odd...then why did my tax lady need photos?

I don't want to discourage further comments, but I have the impression that some are not aware that this topic was posted over a year ago. I'm sure much has changed since then...

Any connections at the IRS? Still waiting on my tax return...

Although I applaud your efforts to reach out occassionally, I feel the same as Bayb, diamondback6881, and belinda_sue_fox.

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Hi philly diaper lover! Glad to have you with us and I hope you enjoy the site!!

Welcome to DD, benben! I concur, the urge just seems to get stronger. Hope you enjoy the site!!!

Welcome to DD, Hart! Hope you enjoy the site and I look forward to seeing you around the boards.

Great outfit Bayb! Thanks for sharing...Alice in Wonderland?

Outstanding post, Morv!!! Hope everything works out with your new found relationship.

Great gifts, Jenniebear!! My special "private" gifts this year were 2 pairs of knee-high stockings and a baby-doll style outfit. I got my fiance a Victoria Secret's SantaBaby outfit.

Very nice, Bayb

Welcome Back, Dolly!!! Missed you lots!!! You will always be my...

I'm sure this poem has been on the net for some time now, but as a retired member of the armed forces, I thought it was very touching and worth sharing. A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold. Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled, Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child. "What are you doing?" I asked without fear, "Come in this moment, it's freezing out here! Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve, You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!" For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift, Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts. To the window that danced with a warm fire's light, Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right, I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night." "It's my duty to stand at the front of the line, That separates you from the darkest of times. No one had to ask or beg or implore me, I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me. My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December," Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers." My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam', And now it is my turn and so, here I am. I've not seen my own son in more than a while, But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile. Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag, The red, white, and blue...an American flag. I can live through the cold and the being alone, Away from my family, my house and my home. I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet, I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat. I can carry the weight of killing another, Or lay down my life with my sister and brother.. Who stand at the front against any and all, To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall." "So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright, Your family is waiting and I'll be all right." "But isn't there something I can do, at the least, "Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast? It seems all too little for all that you've done, For being away from your wife and your son." Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret, "Just tell us you love us, and never forget. To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone, To stand your own watch, no matter how long. For when we come home, either standing or dead, To know you remember we fought and we bled is payment enough, and with that we will trust, That we mattered to you as you mattered to us." * * *

Very interesting read, 'D_Rainger! Good post!!!

Ramble all you want, Lex...good reading!

Again, very cute, Bayb!!! Stop teasing us...we know you want to show off the entire outfit...!

Thanks for posting, One FRESH Babi Boi and Mooglelove!!! Enjoyed watching both!