For myself I go through a checklist. I feel it works.
Am I comfortable talking of the subject?
Yes? Move to step 2.
No? … Get drunk.
Am I with people I trust?
No? Shut up.
Yes? Shove it in.
By “Shove it in” just make it casual.
I trust the people I tell that I have a diaper fetish. People who won’t think less of me because of it. Yet I want those close to me to know of it.
I want to talk with others who have the same or similar opinion. I can’t keep it a secret forever or I feel I will explode or melt away.
I only tell those I trust and in some obligatory way.
So far I haven’t been ridiculed, but I haven’t been acknowledged. I would be ok with that but in myself I clearly want more recognition…
Not sure if what I am doing is right… Be but at the very least I know who my friends are, even if they do t agree they don’t judge… But I can’t on that silence forever…
Again I wrote this while drunk not sure what I am asking for…
Eh, it builds up and festers and you you get that little voice that makes you want to let it out as if that somehow helps if you can at least talk to someone if for just a minute think it is ok.
Who knows even posting this may have been a mistake.
The great thing about ADISC is that it’s relatively anonymous. Real live humans are another matter.
Over nearly 40 years, I’ve told probably 40 people (all women) about my infantilism in connection with efforts to find babysitters. I’ve only had one (who was a bit of a head case anyway) violate that trust.
I’ve carefully appraised the behavior and likely response of each individual I’ve told, and I’ve told her with a definite objective or goal in view. Sharing this very private part of myself isn’t something I’ve ever done lightly … and would never do as a casual thing. Most of these conversations took place well before the advent of social media, so the ‘exposure’ I risked was one-to-one and reputational in nature.
I certainly realize that I’ve been exceptionally lucky.