How I Became an Infantilist.

First, of all my childhood was not very good. My dad abused my mom. I can remember when he used to throw things around. I think I was about 6 or 7. When they divorced after that me and my brothers would visit my dad on the weekends. Sometimes he wouldn't pick us up on the weekends or my mom would not let us go to our dad's. Our cousin came over one night and he was a betwetter, and for some reason I wanted to try his diaper but didn't ask. A couple of weeks later I made a diaper out of a plastic bag and a towel and slept in the diaper. To my surprise my mom came in that morning and got me up. I don't know if she saw my homemade diaper. I was under the covers and she didn't say anything. She left the room and I pulled off my homemade diaper and hid it in my night table and later washed the towel. We never use that towel so I kept using it once and a while. I thought I was crazy wanting to wear a diaper and I almost got caught a few times.

I stopped wearing my homemade diapers for a while when I was about 11. My older brother sexually abused me and told me if I told any one about it he would kill me. When I was 13 I skipped school and my older brother was at school. I told my mom and told her that he said that he would kill me if I told anyone. My mom phoned the police and when my older brother got home the police took him away to the police station and he admitted that he sexually abused me. He was sentenced to stay away from children and us unless we were supervised for two years. He wasn't allowed back home. He had to stay at a shelter. He apologized to me and he said he was very sorry for what he did. I accepted his apology. For the next two years we had to be with our mom or our dad when we were around him.

When I was around 14 I was starting to wear diapers again. I still thought I was crazy but I really liked it and I liked to suck on my thumb. I liked to drink out a cups made for toddlers. My younger brother caught me doing this. I was just wearing a diaper. He said "How come you're wearing a diaper?" and I said, "Because I wanted to see what it feels like." He tried it, too but he didn't like it. He never told my mom and I stopped wearing them for a long time.

I was about 16 and I made another diaper out of a garbage bag. I didn't want to get caught by mom so I stopped doing it for a long time again and I still sucked my thumb and sometime drank out of toddler cups. When I was 18 I decided to move out. I had a roommate that respected my privacy. for the first six or so months I didn't wear any diapers than started to wear them once and a while. for some reason I found some disposable adult diapers in a bag in the closet by the front door. I then took two of them about a month ago told my roommate about wanting to sleep with a diaper on. His wife had died a year ago and he said his wife liked to wear diapers even though she didn't need them. I told him that I liked to wear diapers at night because once and a while I wet the bed, but that's not true. I don't ever remember wetting the bed. I never told him that I like to act like a toddler and to play like a toddler. If I had my way I'd been diapered all the time when I'm at home. I'm too embarrassed to tell my roommate that, but I still get to wear them at night so that's fine with me.

It's a good thing I found DPF on the Internet because I thought I was going crazy and I was getting depressed and sometimes throughout my life I thought about killing myself. But now I'm not the only one who likes to wear diapers and play like a toddler.

Well, that's my story. At least I didn't end up like my little brother. He was doing drugs for about 2 or 3 years. He was stealing my money when I was not home and he got in trouble with a law a few times, but now he's straightening out. He's not stealing money anymore he stopped doing drugs as far as I know now. Sometimes he takes me out for coffee. I told my younger brother that I like to wear diapers. He was not that surprised. He said he would keep it a secret. I haven't told him that I like to act like a toddler.

I told my mom about three weeks ago that I liked to wear diapers and showed her Tommy his theory of Infantilism. She wasn't mad at all. I didn't tell her that I like to act like a toddler. I still haven't told my dad and I don't think I ever will. I haven't told my older brother. I don't really see much of my older brother anymore. I don't really like him any way. See you all happy.