Hi, I'm River and this is my blog. I've been a active diaper wearer and little since I was a kid. The first time I ever dived into this lifestyle I was only 8 with the unexplainable desire to wear a diaper from a pack that my mom's friend brought for her son. At 10 I couldn't stop thinking about that day and how badly I wanted to wear diapers consistently, so I fake wet the bed to convince my parents that I needed them. It worked!
I eventually met my first "mommy" at the ripe age of 16, but not until I had no filter and would constantly tell anyone I knew my hidden desires. Yeah.. I told people, I was never afraid to.. Was I ashamed? Scared of judgment? Absolutely. Was I humiliated? Absolutely.. But, I loved it. I loved knowing people knew, so I could wear without fear.. I was young tho, I didn't know that I shouldn't have told anyone.. I didn't know it wasn't their business, I was on a journey of self love and maybe find a like minded individual.
Happily, I finally did. Her and I spent every day together.. She'd take me out to parks dressed up underneath my clothes, she'd change me in public bathrooms after being given laxatives. She'd even tie me to trees and strip me to just a diaper in the forest and force me to come back to her car in just a diaper! We never engaged with anyone and honestly I don't think anyone ever saw. But, it was a dream.. She eventually moved on.. Grew up.. Realized she wasn't as into it as she thought she was and I was left having to restart and find another..
As time went on I got into deeper relationships., longer relationships, at 20 I met a girl who I said right away who I was.. I mean every girl I wanted to date I'd say who I was.
She entertained it for a few years, but it eventually became too much for her.. Honestly it was too much for everyone, cause I never went about it the right way. I tried dating people who wanted a normal life.. I should've dived into the community instead.
During this time I met a older gentlemen and he'd take me to olive garden diapered and would then take me back into his hotel where he'd treat me like his toy. I only did this a few times with him before I learned he did some stuff I didn't like, but that's besides the point. It's what he said that truly lifted me past the bridge of acceptance. He said "I spent 3 marriages and 50 years hiding who I am.. I'm 65 now and that was the biggest regret of my life" - he was talking about diapers.
Fast forward to now, and im just happy. I'm happy that I've learned to truly accept my diaper use. I wear when I want, I wear to movies, work, bed, the zoo, during the day, at night.. Simply put, I don't let others dictate that for me. I don't think about it. I learned I never needed to hide it, cause no one even pays attention. No one cares. It's not their business, so unless I bring it up they don't question it. But, most if not all don't even see it. I don't flaunt my lifestyle onto others. I don't engage. I'm just me.
This... This is me.
I love me.
You too can love yourself.
You too can find acceptance.
Find your truth.
Find your happiness.
