>>36443 Oh man I remember that youtuber. I don't remember his name but he was pretty funny and did tons of videos playing social justice video games. He actually got hacked by the guys that were producing Candid. He warned it was a mechanism for producing anti-altright algorithms (which it was) and was under constant cyber attacks after that. Eventually they got his email and YouTube access and deleted his channel.

>>36443 Harmful Opinions! Took forever to remember it. They were great. You can find archive channels.

I feel like my experience might be slightly unusual so I am going to post it here. As a child I remember on one occasion I had a sort of dare with another kid at nursery where I would wet myself. I did a very small amount. There was also one occasion I remember where I used a potty in the bathroom even though I didn't need to anymore. Both of those were around the age of 4. Then, skip forward 5 years there was one time where I stole my younger sister's pullup (drynites) and used it for some reason. Other than that, there is nothing I can recall right up until I was 18. I went through the entirety of puberty, first kiss, sex, long term girlfriend and categorically had no thoughts about diapers, ABDL or any of it. Then one day, somewhere around the time of my 19th birthday, I came across an ABDL thread on 4chan and my heart felt like it leapt out of its chest. I immediately and calmly thought, "I have this fetish". Within a few days I had bought my first pullups and never stopped since then (over 10 years now). What is crazy to me is that I had all that time as a fully sexual person where it wasn't a thing until I saw something online. If I had never seen that or something like it, I honestly don't think I ever would have realised I was a DL.

Anyone else experience the sensation of furniture shrinking and expanding or growing when they were younger? Honestly shocked I also don't have an inflation fetish.

For me, it started off for medical reasons. I sometimes have seizures when I'm asleep, and while the meds I take deal with convulsing, they don't actuallt prevent the seizures themselves, When having one, I pretty much lose control of my body, which can lead to wetting accidents. While I found I could manage it by not drinking anything too late and emptying my bladder before going to sleep, I would still slip up. Maybe it's hot and I'm really thirsty, I'm tired and forget, or I've simply been out and had a few drinks, regardless, I'd still sometimes wet the bed, so I started buying diapers to wear while asleep just in case. Once I started though, I just became comfortable wearing them. It went from wearing them occasionally to wearing them every night.I stopped caring about managing it, and probably just made it worse. Wasn't long before I also started looking at ABDL stuff, and it just went from there.

For me, it started with the advent of YouTube in my early teens. It probably didn't help that I was quite coddled as a kid, my parents being very keen on shielding me from anything remotely sexual, and so my eventual late blooming came in the form of DL content. There's the whole question of nature or nurture, and while I'd always found bedwetting and peeing kind of exciting, it was several YouTube slideshow videos and clip compilations that ignited my interest in diapers (anyone else remember diapersFTMFW and his numerous channels with Diapergal highlights?). As someone who's quite uptight and reserved, the idea of someone happily wetting themselves always appealed to me. Also stumbled across some of *those* model sites specialising in diapers - the infamous two based out of Eastern Europe that shall not be named - and developed an adolescent crush on a few of the models. From there, I've gone between trying to rid myself of the fetish to actively indulging in it, although I've only ever worn a handful of times (a little too impractical and expensive for me). Diapers are one of those fetishes that pairs well with a ton of others though, so it's never fully gone away.

Long winded post incoming. TL/DR: Bladder difficulties + strict Christian environment + bad explanation of sex + DailyDiapers I grew up in a very locked-down Christian community. The adults displayed no sexual/physical intimacy in front of us and we had no real contact with or understanding of the outside world. We knew nothing about sex whatsoever other than that asking about it would lead to bad things. I also had a very oversensitive bladder as a child that kept me in a near permanent state of having to urinate. That, plus an intense phobia of public restrooms, led to several traumatic experiences wetting myself in front of people throughout elementary school. Also, there was increasing disdain from adults towards me for constantly asking to use the bathroom. So I think these things psychologically predisposed me toward an interest in diapers as a release from that physical and emotional torment. But there were several incidents during this time where I came across diapers in normal (and even two early sexual) contexts and I didn't have the slightest interest in them. So it wasn't something I conceived of at the time, but at least the groundwork was there. Then I was hit hard by puberty at the end of the 3rd grade. Was already a shrimpy, bullied, nervous wreck of a kid. Severe acne, body odor, voice cracking, hair growth and parents who not only made no attempt to help me, but actually viewed my emotional preoccupation with my appearance as an evil, made me a complete outcast. Queue the self-reinforcing emotional spiral from there. Along with that came intense sexual arousal which I had no basis for comprehending. Even though it was mentally all-consuming, it somehow didn't translate into anything physical for years (e.g. no erections or stimulation from anything physical). At about this time, the school was mandated by law (I think) to give us a sex-ed class. but being hard-line Christians, they went about it in the most obtuse manner they could. Early on they described wet-dreams as "starting to have bed-wetting accidents again" or something like that, and then the class of teenage boys descended into chaos. The only thing I took out of it was that sex involved some kind of involuntary release of fluid from the penis akin to involuntary urination. So I started spending hours each night at the toilet trying to induce myself to have an accident. It was excruciating, but in the absence of anything else it was the only possible glimmer in the dark. When that didn't work, I figured it must be because there was nothing really accidental about using a toilet. So then I tried in the tub, then with my clothes on, then in bed, then at my desk, then in physically confining conditions, and so on. Even tried messing a few times. Thankfully I never tried to do it in public and was never caught (as far as I know at least. I've recently become convinced that I have dissociative amnesia that has blocked out a substantial amount of my memories of this time). I also got my hands on some Victoria's Secret magazines at this time, which was my first exposure to the female body or anything sexual. So I'd just spend my nights staring at those catalogs while trying to induce an accident. I could feel that I desperately wanted sexually developed women (who would therefore be older sisters, mothers, teachers, etc.) to physically interact with my nether regions in some way, but I didn't know how or why, nor how urinating could possible fit into it. The only time women interacted that closely with anyone, as far as I knew, was with their very young children. Then one day my dad made a joke about adult diapers, which I did not know existed up to that point and had somehow never considered. I raced off to the computer, immediately stumbled across the DailyDiapers website, and my fate was sealed (I seem to recall that the very first thing I saw was a poem about a girl orgasming - a word I didn't even know at the time but got the gist of - while losing control of herself in a diaper Infront of her classmates). Everything fell into (an unfortunate) place: diapers formed the connection between urinating and physical contact with sexually mature women. Women keep you in diapers because your urge to urinate/cum (which in my mind at the time were the same thing) are uncontrollable. They find your inability to control yourself, especially in their presence, irresistibly adorable and shower you with physical and emotional affection. It wasn't until years later (probably around 15 years old), and a chance encounter with a vibrating appliance, that I had my first orgasm and came to understand what sex actually is. But by then my brain had been thoroughly mis-wired and there was no going back. So that is my canonical explanation. It fits with all the memories I have and the dates I can firmly pin down. But there is one hitch: I had a (verified) preoccupation with keeping some of my favorite toys in diapers that didn't fizzle out until approximately age 8. And I seem to recall having strange feelings of pre-sexual physical/emotional intimacy about it. That would make sense given what I said about the oversensitive bladder, that I was using the toys to act out what I (not fully-consciously) wanted for myself. So maybe I was cursed to develop this fetish from the beginning anyway.

Late potty trained and remember 3 and 4 going in moms closet to take dumps in my diapers. Remember wetting the bed and being put back in diapers right around that time too but not for very long at all. Parents divorced around that time to. Around 6 or 7 a diaper sample was in the mail and mom thought it would be funny to put it on me. I liked wearing it but then I had to take it off and no more diapers. Always in the back of my mind thinking about what if there were left over diapers somewhere in the house. Got a computer around 11 and found diaper porn and Goodnites were a thing. Walked to store and bought all white Goodnites. Put one on as soon as I got home and took a dump in it immediately, jerked off, and felt immense shame and hid them. Kept doing this. Over the years went from >All White Goodnites >Goodnites with Designs >Depends Max Protection >ConfiDry 24/7 with Boosters >MegaMax with Boosters My diaper fetish has inflated from small pullups to huge soaking wet 6000ml 8 pound diapers. Something about all white diapers and me never growing out of tighty whiteys as a kid and pretending they were diapers. Also developed a comfort thing from it and that could be because of how comfortable wearing MegaMax is. Always had a hard time sleeping in diapers until MegaMax. I can go to bed soaked and fall fast asleep and be comfortable in them. Pricey but the best diaper I've ever worn.

>>36300 Started at around 7 or 8 years of age when I found a princess pullup in a stepstool besides the toilet, and decided to put it on for shits and giggles. Wore it, felt regressed, and went to sleep wearing it. Woke up wet. Didn't interact with another diaper until I was 15, and since then I've been trying to wear as cautiously as I can (at night). Wrapping whatever I use in a plastic bag, maybe more than one bag depending on how much I used them, and lighting a candle or spraying around to keep the smell from permeating. Disposing of any evidence in local dumpsters. Still haven't been caught (at least by my family, anyway).

When I was a kid I wet the bed. I think my mom was too cheap to buy diapers/pull-ups because instead she sewed extra pieces of fabric into regular underwear. They were uncomfortable and barely worked. I have lots of memories waking up in a cold, wet uncomfortable bed and struggling to fall back asleep. Then, around age 5, I started wearing goodnites. This was because my mom signed up for a market research study so the diapers were provided for free. I was angry at first, but quickly grew to love them. A wet diaper was so much more comfortable than a wet bed. Each week was a different pack with different "formulas" or levels of thickness. Some weeks were VERY thick. Much thicker than goodnites today. They were all plain white and very much seemed like real diapers. There wasn't a sexual element yet, but I remember feeling a naughty sense of enjoyment. There was something thrilling about "going back in diapers" and feeling the bulky weight of my wet diaper as I walked down the hall in the morning, or sat on the couch and watched TV. Now here's the kicker... as part of this market research study, my mom had to weigh each diaper, bag them and return them to the company. On top of that, I would have to sit down for an interview with a friendly middle-aged lady and answer questions about how each diaper felt, their level of comfort, tendency to sag, etc. My therapist highly suspected this was what cemented my fetish, as I was being specifically asked to think about the sensation of a wet diaper against my penis at FIVE years old. I stopped wetting the bed maybe 1 year after, but pretty quickly started thinking about them. I had what I know realize was crippling anxiety, spurred by religion and the fear of going to hell. Anytime I was reprimanded by a teacher, even for something tiny, I would spend days afterwards with a heightened heart rate, unable to sleep. Somewhere I realized that the thought of wearing diapers was soothing. Whenever I was in trouble, or felt like I was going to be, I daydreamed that I could be put back in diapers. It wasn't about regression, but rather, in my screwed up logic, being shamed in diapers seemed like an adequate punishment that would restore the moral equilibrium. Fortunately I've more or less cured my anxiety since then, but my appetite for being shamed and/or shaming others in diapers has marched on.

Earliest memory was in 2nd grade (around 8) I had a dream where I was in a store trying on diapers. Then I remember when I was around 9 or 10 or so any website I was on that had a search bar I'd type "diaper" into it to see if there were any threads, articles, etc. about diaper. I didn't understand sexual arousal at that point it was just some sort of subconscious fixation. I remember seeing one of those crummy photoshops of a celebrity in diapers. Then around a year or so later I started searching for diaper videos and it became a full blown fetish. It's funny because I knew watching porn was supposed to be considered morally "bad" so I would skip all the scenes of the girls naked/changing so I wouldn't see any genitals and I would only see the diaper parts, which somehow made it okay in my mind

My mom was fucked up and I was collateral. Basically she infantilized me as a kid, and kept me in diapers well into my teens, guess it was inevitable it'd become a fetish.

>>36730 Great post, ChatGPT.

>>36730 Now try typing with two hands

>>36734 >>36742 Not same fag but, this is more common than you think. I wasn't infantilized but I always felt more comfortable wearing diapers. I was potty trained as a young child but would throw fits whenever I had to wear underwear. My mother gave up and just let me wear them. I continued to be changed by her until I was 14 years old. At some point it became a fetish of mine during puberty I assume because wearing them was so natural to me at that point.

>>36745 did you have a father/father figure? if so what'd he think about that

>>36446 >I started life in diapers and was expected to stop using them not long after despite preferring them >but I would find it more accurate to say I never developed an interest in toilets but had to adapt to be normal. i've thought about this concept while jerking off lately and it's made me cum hard, so thank you for sharing.

>>36745 how did school work for you though? wouldn't you have been humiliated by your peers? by girls?

>>36745 What kind of diapers did you wear up until she stopped changing you? Why did she stop changing you? Did you cum or get boners when she changed you? She changed your shitty diapers with huge logs until you were 14? Did you wear diapers around her with just a t-shirt and no pants? How long would she let you sit in shitty logged diapers before she changed you? Did you take dumps in your diapers in front of her? Does she still see you in diapers now? Did she catch you jerking off in diapers? What did friends / family / kids at school think of you wearing diapers all the time? I usually call bullshit on these stories about parents forcing it or even allowing it. But i recently heard a story in person of a 13 year old that still sleeps in the same bed as his parents / grandparent. That is about the same as letting your kid wear diapers into teenage years so I guess this shit happens sometimes.

>>36300 For me, the first time was back when I was watching reruns of old cartoons on TV and one that starred Donald Duck called "Future Inventions" was showing at that moment. That's when I first felt so weird about it. At first it was embarrassing and kinda funny to see Donald Duck being treated like a baby and the baby carriage machine forcing him to stay on diapers, but at the same time, I really liked it. I think I was 6 or 7 years old when I first saw this. It didn't really helped that despite me being potty-trained at 3 years old, I was still drinking from a baby bottle (That I sorta stopped at 12 years old) and sucking on pacifiers (That I stopped doing at 10 years old due to my poor dental hygiene back then. Dw it's better now), so I guess I was spoiled a bit because I was the youngest back then. It also didn't helped that my parents had separated when I was 7 and I remember I got bullied a lot in elementary school. There were some embarrassing situations in school, like in elementary's 3rd grade when I accidentally pooped my pants, but no one realized that at the moment, so when one of my colleagues got up from her seat to go to the bathroom, I tried to pick up my poop from my pants and put it on her seat. Too bad I didn't noticed that some other students were looking and they were laughing at me for that and calling me a baby for pooping my pants and trying to pretend it wasn't me. Even in elementary's 1st grade there was a day when I brought my baby bottle to drink for lunch at recess. Thank god no one noticed that one back then (This was late 90's, early 2000's, btw). I even used to play house with one of my cousins and my brother and they always wanted me to be the baby. It was comforting and fun. Honestly, for me, those embarrassing incidents also helped me solidify my love for diapers and baby things. Flash-Forward to my teen years and thanks to other cartoons having diaper-themed or AR episodes (And internet as well), that kept the idea of me liking to be a baby boy again alive, but I was only able to experiment using diapers again many years after I graduate (2015-2016, sorta. I graduated from High School in 2010), and they were really comfortable to use (Although I prefer to pee on them rather than poop on them). Same thing for the pacifiers and baby bottles, and I felt really calm and comfortable with them. I still wish to go back to diapers 24/7, but since I don't live alone (I still live with my mom because of money/economical issues) I still can't do that. But I still can go to sleep sucking on a pacifier or drink something on my baby bottle every now and then.

I don't remember any trigger for my diaper fetish, I was potty trained at 2 and rarely wet the bed. Parents divorced when I was 4 and they were mostly absent during my childhood and teens. My dad never hit me but my mom did sometimes and I was never sexually molested. My earliest memory wanting to wear diapers was when I was 7. I stared at diaper packs in the super market, wished they were made for kids like me. When I was 9, I asked my mom to buy a pack and she did. There were a bit small but I was incredibly happy. After my mom saw me in a wet diaper, I think she regretted that decision and gave me a speech about how I shouldn't be wearing diapers anymore and she discarded the rest of the pack. I didn't cry and accepted what she said and my diaper fetish went dormant until my early 20's. I never mentioned this fetish to my girlfriends, sex was ok but occasionally (like the other anon ITT) I had to think about diapers to orgasm.

Can't remember the exact point, but having bed wetting issue till I was 15 didn't exactly help at all, also had some weird trauma of being forced to wear a diaper when I was 5 but idk if that even contributed, kinda cooked but whatever somehow learnt about abdl stuff around that age through some hentai diving and then since just got curious about it and now I'm just fucked up

Had 2 neighbor girls as friends as a kid. One was older than me by 1-2 yrs, and would wear her doll's diapers. Other was about a year younger and wore pull ups/had occasional accidents. Since both knew how to use the toilet, and were around my age, I just thought girls liked to wear diapers sometimes. The older friend showed me what "sex" was (which she said was kissing one another's crotch, or rubbing them together while clothed) why tf she knew that much at age 7-8 makes me hope she just walked in on her parents and that they explained (poorly) what she walked in on, and that she wasn't abused. Obvs her info wasn't entirely accurate, but whatever. Didn't think too much about diapers for awhile until Middle school crush had an accident and wet herself in class, and brought diapers back to the forefront of fantasies. Tldr early "sexual" contact + thinking girls liked to wear diapers + crush having an accident = this fetish

The first memory I have of actively wanting to wear diapers is from when I was around 8 y/o. There were some pullups laying around my house (probably a relative who had visited and forgot them), and one day I had the idea to wear and pee them. They barely fit and could hardly contain my pee, which sucked because I realized what I wanted was to wear big snuggy diapers that would contain all of my pee, so when I asked my mother about getting diapers she made it very clear that what I was doing was wrong and that I should stop. I never touched the subject again and it kind of went to the back of my mind, though it kind of came back when I masturbated for the first time by humping a pillow when I was 12. When it truly came back it did it with a vengeance. I was 15 and I used this thing called the internet, I think the exact words I googled were "woman in diapers" or something like it. shortly after I found the whole ABDL thing and realized this is exactly who I was, which made it even worse because I knew full well I wouldn't be able to indulge. I'll never forget the times I went to this convenience store near my house only to look at the diapers while thinking "come on, maybe I could get away with it. Just buy a pack and hide it very well, nobody will notice". Too bad my mother wasn't respectful of my privacy or else I would have wonderful memories of my teenage years wearing them. I got blue balled until I was 19 y/o and could finally wear proper adult sized diapers. It felt amazing to just wear them, and peeing them was even better. Truly a magical experience, one of the happiest memories of my life.

>>36750 Stepdad was around at times and not around at times. I grew up in a broken home and because of various circumstances that I don't really want to revisit I was taken from my mother at 14, hence why I had to learn to drop the 24/7 diapers rather quickly. >>36762 Believe it or not I kept it pretty quiet. I learned to control my bladder and bowels and very rarely used my diapers if I was not at home. In the rare instances where I did need to use them I usually had on sweatpants under my jeans to attempt to cover up any signs of them or the smell. There was one instance of a friend finding out but they never told anyone thankfully. >>36763 I wore Huggies Pull Ups until I was about 10 or so I think. And then we switched over to goodnites once I out grew them. I never had any sexual feelings towards my mother or diaper changes in general. I usually prefer to actually wear diapers even when used. The act of changing is not enjoyable for me. She changed both pee filled diapers and poop filled diapers yes. I never walked around without pants on, even in the house. I've always been more comfortable wearing something over my legs even in the summer. My mother was abused during the relationship she had with my biological dad, whom I never met. As a result despite being a good hearted person was damaged and her abillity/desire to raise me was hindered. As such there would be times I would sit in the same pull up for days without asking to be changed during the summer time or weekends. I tried not to pee or poop in front of her but sometimes it was unavoidable since we lived in a single room apartment for a few years. Like I stated earlier somehow someway this was kept secret from family/friends/teachers. And when I was taken this was also kept secret from my caseworker and foster family. I very quickly retrained myself on the toilet so as to not cause further trouble for myself later. Yeah, I mean my case is uncommon for sure as is the individual I replied to. It's possible he is lying but, what I know is that my experience surely cannot be totally unique to me. I've seen kids experience FAR worse neglect. Unfortunately my mother passed in 2017 so I never really got closure with her. But, I don't hold anything against her. She did her best with the shit she had to deal with in her brain. If I blame anyone I blame my dead beat father for not being around and my step father who disappeared better than any magician I've ever heard of. Sorry for the TLDR but you seemed interested so.

>>36900 Damn. Sorry fren. It sounds like you not only lost your mother at 14 but you also lost your comfort zone with being with her and being able to wear diapers. Fucking sucks. How are you doing now? Are you able to wear diapers when you want to again? Did life get better for you? Sorry about your mom. F

>>36878 Don't worry anon. I bought diapers on my own all the time all through my teens and jerked off in them all the time. I can only really remember the first time buying Goodnites and putting it on and taking a dump and jerking off and the shame, getting caught by parents and the shame, and a sex experience that was amazing. I don't really remember much else because i wore so often its kind of a blur. And it was only Goodnites and Depends Max Protection in my teens so even though i loved them looking back I wish i had access to premium diapers as a teen. Oh well.

>>36921 Man, I'm good. I had a rough patch after her passing but I can't really complain about how my life turned out all things considered. You hear all the stories about foster children and the shit they go through and having been in and out of group homes/shelters before having been placed you see it's actually not far from the truth. I lucked out. Great relationship with my fosters, have a great supportive partner. Diapers have always been, then and now, a source of comfort for me and once I graduated college and set off on my own I was able to wear them again 24/7 and haven't looked back. Though, I do not wear at work. Far too much risk involved professionally. Appreciate your man.

>>36923 Good for you fren. That's great you are doing so well now. And I completely understand about not wearing to work. Too much anxiety and what ifs in your mind. Thats what makes home more special is you can wear whatever you want whenever you want. Your living the dream fren. Keep winning.

Just thought I'd put in my 2 cents feeling a bit unique as I don't really have a diaper/abdl fetish. It is more of a transformation/humiliation fetish combined with hypnosis. The thought of this stuff always repulsed me and I could never see it being erotic. However I had exhausted my library of hypnosis and it had become dull until I came across a abdl hypnosis file with sissy themes. So I gave it a whirl and I found the idea of being transformed, losing control extremely erotic and the humiliating aspect tantalizing. I bought diapers from amazon and began to really let go to hour long queues of files. It felt so good and letting go. The sensations of letting go were something else. NGL I had really great orgasms in diapers. Though that being said I felt absolutely ruined and depraved for enjoying it as much as I did. I did that for about 2-3 months then I got a GF and moved on. I only come on here to see if there are any massive developments in the hypno file section where many people swear great experience from a notorious file but alas no.

>>36300 >>36300 I'm sorry if this gets long-winded, this is kind of the only place I can talk about things like this. I think I never had a normal carefree childhood and the safety and escapist fantasy ABDL provides is more important to me than the sexual aspects. My parents were 16 when I was born and shortly after that my younger brother was born. Both of them were druggy hippy types and my dad would follow bands and festivals around selling drugs. I was about 5 when they divorced and both sides of the family fought endlessly in the ensuing custody battle. My father eventually got custody of us and we moved around for years. He worked very hard to provide for us but he was also an alcoholic with really intense anger issues and I was constantly afraid of him. He didn't hit me often but he was really hard on my brother. I was always walking on eggshells waiting for the next thing to set him off. I did see my mom on weekends and holidays but that was fairly limited as she moved to the city from our rural hometown. She's a really sweet person, hard working, smart, just kind of scattered and at worst irresponsible. Over the years I was exposed to things that in retrospect is kind of insane. At the time it was all kind of normal and part of the background, I'm only recently realizing how fucked up it all was. Without going into too much detail my dad sold and used a lot of powder drugs. I've seen them both walking around naked, seen them bringing strange people home and having loud sex. I was given drugs and alcohol from a very young age, even from my parents. The first time my dad gave me acid I was 14. He basically let me do whatever I wanted as long as my GPA was over 3.5. The first time I can remember any kind of tingle in my privates was reading a Goosebumps book, The Cuckoo Clock of Doom, maybe some of you recognize it. The main character slowly becomes a baby and I would feel really funny about certain parts. That and another Goosebumps CYA book that had an age regression ending. I would read them over and over, imagining myself slowly being turned into a baby. I didn't even know what sex was really, I was like maybe 7 or 8. Eventually I got the internet and found things like the ARarchive and ABDL porn. I was also a really feminine boy and I wasn't treated very well for that fact. I was abused in a lot ways related to that I don't want to go into detail with either. I always wanted someone I could trust to just obey knowing everything would be ok. I started to fantasize about being just pretty and sweet and people wanting me. Over time those fantasies sort of congealed and that's everything I'm into now, being infantilized and feminized and babied. My ultimate fantasy is to be slowly transformed into a baby girl and lose all of my grown up thoughts. When I really boil it down it's a coping mechanism, I always just wanted a family to care about me without having to be responsible for them. Someone to take care of me with nothing they want in return. To love me unconditionally. To just be cherished and held. The diapers are just a way to remind me that someone will change me and care for me. Most of the other ABDLs I've met online or in person have been abused in some way as children. When I think about it too hard it gets pretty sad.

>>36997 Saw this post from the front page but the part about your dad resonates with me. Truth be told I had a pretty happy childhood but my Dad had an incredibly bitter temper. He would fly off the handle at the smallest things, and it was stressful just being around him because we didn't want to set him off. He wasn't actually around that much, being a pilot, even before the divorce, but he was my hero even though he enjoyed casually mocking and humiliating me for sport. It wasn't really until my late 20s that I started unpacking all the damage that was done to me in those years, having previously minimised it because I wanted my dad's approval and thinking of him in this light amounted to a thought crime. Now it's easy to see in retrospect how I got such an intense kink for humiliation and age regression, and it's linked to the brief window in my early childhood in which I was truly loved and cherished before my younger sister and brother came along.

>>37006 Did your dad humiliate you for liking diapers? How did he do it?

>>37006 >>37006 Yeah I can relate friend. My dad would also constantly mock and humiliate me and my interests, unless they were things that he understood and appreciated.

>>37013 Yes this is exactly it. If it wasn't something he personally liked or was interested in he would mock and belittle it. Presumably the intention was to make me more like him, and while I did genuinely adopt some his interests - and pretend to adopt a few others - ultimately it made me a shy and private person afraid of intimacy. There was a lot of other petty mocking too though. I remember at least instance in which he insinuated my younger brother has a bigger cock than me. Might explain why I have a small penis humiliation despite having an average 6 inch dick. What's fucked up is I spent so much energy trying to suppress all these things because I didn't want to disappoint him. If anything though, it's his fault and now I have the curse of dealing with it completely alone.