Just wanted to extend my empathy (transitively) to the young man who was so cruelly and deplorably tormented. I myself suffered a similar awful fate, though not in real-time.
My last girlfriend was fully aware of my diaper fetish from the get-go. She was reluctant to change me at first, but she grew to enjoy it over time. I loved her very much and I pleased her no end, and she did appreciate that. However, after two-and-a-half years, she cheated on me (with an intravenous drug-user, no less), and so I had to walk away, with kindness and sadness. I treated her well even after her perfidy. (Fortunately, I minimized my risk, and contracted no STD's. But it was a dangerous situation!)
Unfortunately, after my ex-girlfriend and I broke up, for some hateful reason she not only revealed my diaper-fetish to my entire circle of acquaintances, but apparently she slandered me by falsely and maliciously painting me out to be some sort of creep (I won't spell it out, but you can guess the rest). Well, this badly damaged my reputation. Many persons wrongly assumed I was a bad and sinister person and refused to communicate with me after she not only outed me (which she had sworn she would never do) but made me out to be a criminal. So treachery and abuse of trust can fuse in negative synergy with vanilla misconceptions and misapprehensions of the diaper-fetish to form a perfect storm of undeserved opprobrium and ostracism. Once done, this damage to one's reputation is irreparable. The spirit can heal, but negative public and private perceptions can become irrefragable.
Ever since this happened nearly a decade ago, I have not only been unable to reestablish communication with those acquaintances I once knew (no great loss there), but, more disturbingly, I have had enormous difficulty in my littlest of states (meaning Rhode Island -- not my state of being a little!) in finding good, steady work. My credentials as a professional man are impeccable (I have even taught as an adjunct professor at the graduate-school level), and I once enjoyed tremendous success in my vocation, yet mysteriously I have been shunned and all-but-banished from finding lucrative and meaningful work in my profession since this episode. I cannot prove that my ex-girlfriend's slanderous comments are the cause of my misfortune, but I would not be surprised if they filtered up from the gutter to the higher echelons of the establishment power-structure within which I once made my living.
Trust is essential to any relationship. It is especially vital when revealing one's most secret and intimate sexual and emotional needs and behaviors and proclivities. Once one has suffered the breach of that trust, it yields up a salutary wariness but can make it even harder to trust again. For persons like me who suffered abuse as children, and who struggle with live issues of abandonment and betrayal and insecurity, this kind of treachery can reopen old wounds and hurt us at our most vulnerable points. I urge courage and a stout heart. No one is responsible, morally or emotionally, for others' sins or bad behavior.
My sincerest best wishes to the traumatized young man who suffered such undeserved ignominy and compounded misery. You will survive, and you will endure, and, once again, you will flourish. Amor vincit omnia.