Experience with parents

Adult Diapers
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Are there any DL’s that have any experience telling their parents about their diapers? I’m a little different than a lot of people because my diapers are not a sexual object to me, just part of who I am.

I believe the reason why I started wearing diapers in the first place was because I was jealous. I almost dies as a baby, and because of that my mom has always babied me. Up until probably my 8th grade year, my mom ran a daycare out of our house. I felt jealous that all the kids were getting attention. I would watch my mom change then and really wish I was one of them.

As with a lot of people, I was caught on a few occasions.

-Age between 10-12

-mom walked in and saw me throw the diaper under the bed.

-mom walked in as I was zipping up my pants with a pink, girl’s Luvs on.

-mom saw me scratching my private area and she looked at it and said it looked like diaper rash.

-I hid my diapers under the mattress

-I hid my pacifiers and bibs in my sock drawer

-my little brother (who I shared a room with) saw my diapers under my mattress. (Not sure if he told my mom)

-played house with my sister and cousins and I was the baby. I put a diaper on and told my little sister. (Not sure if she told my mom)

Age 23

-dad found a rolled up green Depend on between couch and cushion. Held it up and said a diaper? I jumped up like I was on fire, grabbed it and threw it outside. Told them it was a friends baby’s from earlier that day.

Age 30

-mom asked me about the baby wipes that I had on the back of my toilet. Told her it was a trick I learned in the military. She then patted my butt later that night as she hugged me.

I would really love to talk to my mom about it but would never get the guts to ask. She was very angry the two times she caught me. I just want to know if she knew about all the other stuff.

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If she got angry before… what makes you think this will not be any different.

Someone said earlier, parents will sit and wonder, “where THEY went wrong”. Do you wanna alienate your mom or send her on a guilt trip.

If she were to just come up and ask you… that is just up to you, but to vomit up this info without cause. Really think about it.

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See in my mind, it would be best case scenario, but reality I’m afraid would be too different. I guess what keeps we wondering is that looking back, there is no way she didn’t see my stuff, no way that my little brother didn’t say anything. We really didn’t get along. I keep thinking that if she was that mad, she would have talked to me or taken it all away. I think she talked to her best friend that was a nurse and she just set let him do it. Who knows.

I do know that I’m way too chicken to bring it up.

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I would guess she knows, but probably won’t bring it up now. If you choose to wear discretely while they are visiting, that is one thing, but I wouldn’t bring it up. If she pats your butt because she wants to know, then I don’t think that is your fault if she finds out and doesn’t like it.

Personally, I think I would just wear to bed while they are there and not around them.

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I honestly think that is the plan. They’ve. Ever been to this house. It’s new, and when we show them around, she will see the baby wipes on our toilet. Maybe that will jog her memory and she will tap my butt. If she does, at least I know she’s still thinking about it.

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I think if you are 30 years old or older, you can damn well wear a diaper if that’s what you want to do. You don’t have to tell your parents but you don’t have to apologize for wearing diapers either should they find out.

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That’s kinda what I’m thinking. I’m 42 years old, and can wear whatever. I really can’t explain why I want to talk to my mom. To seek acceptance is a tall order.

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When my mom found out - ( walked into my room which was completely decked out in toddler stuff - the entire floor was colorful jigsaw panels, baby blankets, teddies, diapers and onesies everywhere. My mommy was staying over at the time :sweat_smile:) I wasn’t in the room at the time, but I nearly had a heart attack when I found out I’d been truly rumbled.

In the past my mom had found the odd diaper here and there over the years. She knew something was up. I’m sure my babysitter told her the day I broke into my baby sister’s room with my childhood friend, the girl from down the road. We raided a box of pampers, put them on, used them and changed each other. I couldn’t have been older than 6 at the time. Might have even been 5.

The babysitter walked in on us. I can still hear her voice. I knew I was in deep trouble cos she said my full name - “Get that nappy off you!”

Ah, forbidden fruit. You don’t need a degree in psychology to know how that went down - we want what we can’t have :wink:

My mom told me I always used to jump into the buggy. Then there was that time I forgetfully left a Nuk 5 paci on the ironing board…

Anyway, when I knew my mom had been in my room (it was locked but she had a spare key apparently), I was all twisted up about it. I was mad she broke my trust and invaded my space, but at the same time I felt a huge need to explain myself. There’s this desire to control the situation, because you know people will jump to conclusions, you just don’t want them to think you’re crazy. You wanna explain your side of the story, or at least have an open discussion about it and just be honest and say how you feel.

At the same time, you don’t want to explain shit to someone you’re mad at, who sort of forced the situation on you because they were inconsiderate and careless.

I knew it wasn’t the best time to have a long sit down chat about all of it. I felt angry and betrayed. So I went downstairs, confronted her about it, and said “If there’s anything you want to ask me, now’s the time.”

She didn’t want to ask anything. And I knew she never would. She doesn’t do open discussions about these things. It’s not really her fault - her generation were pretty repressed. Our country’s been plagued by catholic shame for decades and on top of that, she’s not the type that gets into it with you, or talks things out in any real sort of way.

That’s what I hate the most - after all this, we can’t just be honest and open about it, just talk for real, mother and son. Everybody just has to bottle it up and deal with it like nothing happened. I’m really fed up with that attitude. I refuse to be the kind of person that, as Thom Yorke would say, “drills holes in themselves and lives for the secrets.” My whole country was ruined by that repressed mentality and I outright *refuse *to live that way.

And if I ever have kids I swear on my life they’ll be able to talk to me about anything, and I will approach every discussion with as much openness, generosity and understanding as I can. Cos fuck that.

So that was it.

Honestly it kind of broke something between us. I can’t really be myself fully around her. No matter how much she might have come around to it, it was pretty devastating for me. That’s not how I wanted things to go, and I wasn’t given a choice about it.

I don’t know if it’ll ever be resolved. if I should go to a psychiatrist to work out these issues between us. I remember playing legos with my nephew on the floor a year or so later. She passed by and said something about me being great at playing with him in a very obvious allusion to my ABDL side.

In any other scenario I would have welcomed such a comment but coming from someone who had intruded on that part of my life, I just felt like - that’s not your place to comment on. It’s not meant for you. This is my private self, and I don’t share it with people who break my trust, and therefore don’t deserve to know.

So yeah, long story short - be careful about sharing with parents, It could honestly go either way. You gotta really know them, and in most cases it’s probably better they don’t know.

But if you do really know your mom, and she has the capacity to accept who you really are, then by all means share that side of yourself. It could make things easier, or even bring you closer together. Ideally it should.

Life is too short to be shutting away our hearts from each other.

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Not going into the whole story, but I have it pretty sweet because my mom doesn’t give a shit about any of it. Pampers in the cart at Walmart? Fine. Sippy cup and cartoons? Fine. Last year I was even in front of her in a Disney World hotel room in nothing but a jacket and BunnyHopps because we were waiting for our luggage with clean clothes in it to be delivered. No prob.

Now my dad, he knows I have pacifiers and a very childish bedroom, but I never plan on telling him about the diapers.

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My mom know I slept with my plushie she doesn’t care that I slept with my Lion and my dolls

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I really does know my mom, and I’m sure she’d be ok with it, just worried I guess.

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As with my diapered history, there is more. When I was younger living at home, I would always wear my sister’s clothes when no one was home. I remember wearing skirts, bras, and full outfits. I even used tampons a few times. I wasn’t smart about it, never really paid attention to timing. So I’m sure my sisters and mom wondered why there were tampon wrappers in the garbage. Anyway, my little sister and I are and have always been close. She’s the one I pointed the diaper out to. One time in high school, she came home early and I was wearing one of her bras. So I threw on a sweatshirt and acted normal. She walked by and put her arm on my shoulder, then patted my back and said hello and started talking about whatever. Not sure if she realized I was wearing a bra.

I’m wondering if my mom knew about all of this too. I’d never bring it up with her though.

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That’s totally understandable. Well, you gotta trust your own judgement then. You gotta figure out if, and what she should know.

You might come to the conclusion that you’re fine without her knowing.

If you keep wondering what she knows, then ask yourself - do you wanna sit down and get an answer out of her? Or would you rather find the right moment to tell her?

Think about how much could you live with her knowing, and how it might affect your relationship going forward.

Honestly, it sounds like she knows something’s up. Mom’s always do.

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Yes they do. One thing I was thinking about the other day was when my dad found the Depend, it presented my mom a great opportunity to bring it up. Same as I’m Alaska when she saw the wipes. So in my mind either she is just ignoring it, doesn’t want to know about it, or is just letting me be me. Either way, I’m sure she knows.

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:rolleyes:

And thats the point where my brains says Bullshit and turns off.

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Why rolling eyes?

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Unless I missed it in reading your posts, the question in my mind is “Why?”

Why do you feel you need to put not only them but yourself as well through the trauma of telling them? The possibly unpleasant results could fester for years between you.

What I’m saying, and this is just my opinion, is that if there is no need for them to know (other than you seeking the acceptance you may not get), then don’t tell them.

This may not have been an answer you want to hear, but you did ask for our opinions.

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Because i don’t believe you that your Mom patted the butt of her 30 year old son.

And if its true, its creepy to me.

sorry, just what i think.

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I have always thought athletes patting each other’s butts was strange, but they all do it.

If anyone can get away with it, it’s a mother. It depends a lot on the family and how close they are also.

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Didn’t say its false, just say i don’t believe it.

And that does not change.

But that should not be a problem, you can still talk about it.

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