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what I want from a Daddy
Treat me like a little boy. Help me me pick out what to wear, and help me put on my clothes. Ask me if I have to go to the bathroom before we go on trips in the car, because little boys don’t always remember to stop when they’re playing. Ask me which superhero is on my underpants today, and wonder out loud whether they’ll have to fight the Evil Pee Monster.
Check to make sure my pants aren’t wet every so often.
p loudly and say, “Uh-oh!” when you find I couldn’t stay dry. Take me by the hand to go change into something dryer, and more appropriate. Put on my pull-ups gently, but firmly, that you brought against my protests. Reassure me that it’s ok to have accidents sometimes, that’s just what little boys do. Give me my paci to calm me down when I fuss about my new, thicker underwear. Help me take my pants off so you can check my pull-ups when we get home. Ask me when my pull-ups got wet ,and how, and why didn’t I say anything to you. Take me over your lap when I admit I didn’t even try to make it to the potty. Pull down my wet pull-ups and spank me while commenting on how disappointed you are that I don’t seem to care about not going pee pee in my pants. Hold me close, and gently rub my red bottom and tell me it’s ok while I cry softly into your chest. Tell me that it’s bedtime, and therefore diaper time. Drag me away while I protest that I don’t need diapers, and it’s still daylight outside.
Ask me if I’ve already forgotten my sore bottom, since backtalk results in spankings. Lay me down on the diapers you laid out and powder and lotion my bottom. Tell me that I must be a very little boy indeed to still need diapers at my age. Ask me if I secretly wanted to be back in diapers when you see how turned on I’ve become. Tease me about my diapers getting wet during the night while you tape me securely into them. Give me my paci and cuddle me, and call me little one, and pat and rub my bottom while telling me that you don’t mind that I’m just a little boy, even when I’m naughty. Tell me that if I’m a good boy tonight but I also wet my diapers, maybe you’ll give me an extra special change only for really good boys in the morning.
Releasing ABDL Shame
I recently got a private message on Fetlife from a new guy-friend who, like me and so many others have, is struggling with the guilt and shame of having ABDL interests, particularly in light of his outward masculinity. I thought I would repost my advice here in case it can be of any help to our Tumblr friends… while we aren’t by any means experts on shame or self-care, I thought perhaps my thoughts could help others.
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For me, there have been a couple of core concepts that have helped me release that shame and guilt. I’ll share them here in full knowledge that these aren’t the kinds of things that seep in overnight: it took me a couple of years to deeply internalize them, and even today I have to remind myself at times that I lose self-compassion or feel threatened. So, be kind to yourself… this kind of self-integration is a process, and by reaching out to others you have started it brilliantly. Kudos for your bravery!
Everyone is masculine and feminine.
Seriously, we all contain both of these energies and their requisite traits in spades. Our culture tells us a lot about how we should feel, how each gender should act, etc., but most of it is polarized nonsense for the sake of quick characterization. (One researcher refers to it as a “social role heuristic,” basically a shortcut to understand where we fit in the pecking order). For a couple hundred millennia, males have been depended upon to be bigger, physically stronger, hunt, etc., and females have been depended upon to bear and nurse children, gather provisions, nurture community support, etc., and our cultural standards have developed around these necessities. Unfortunately, we have also lumped a whole lot of psychological concepts into these functional realities as our societies have gotten more complex and our ability to abstract has improved. So big/strong/independent has turned into a role and bear/gather/nurture has turned into a role which eventually turned into a set of beliefs which eventually turned into our concept of gender.
All that to say, you are both. You are strong and independent and tough and assertive. You are also soft, open, in need of love, tender, small, and weak. Both are true, and neither requires the other to go away in order for itself to exist. As Walt Whitman famously wrote, “I am large. I contain multitudes.” I go to work, I make command decisions, sometimes I guide millions of dollars and hundreds of jobs with my choices… and when I come sometimes I want to get diapered and taken care of, and both are equally awesome. Neither requires the other one to go away in order to be true. You need to be taken care of, just like everybody else, and don’t let the business suit or power play trick you into thinking you need to polarize. You don’t. Go kick ass during the day, come home and Little-out at night. Or vice versa. You are contain multitudes.
You are not broken.
Man, this is the crux of it. Sexuality is impossibly complex, and it exists at such a fundamental level in our brain development and evolution… it pre-dates conscious thought, and our conceptualizations of our sexuality are merely best-guesses at trying to characterize something wholly abstract and base-functioning.
To think of sexualities, regardless of how culturally deviant, as being character flaws or mistakes is to miss how sexuality works. If you don’t believe me, look at the NIH-funded studies that demonstrated how easy it is to create a lemon fetish in rats. Are these rats morally corrupt? Are they broken? Are they perverts? Are they broken? Nope… their sexual development happened to overlap with a sensory stimulus and they ended up with a fetish. Awesome. Anybody got any guesses on why men are attracted breasts? Yup. Because that’s how that works.
There is nothing wrong with you. There never was. Your sexuality may be different than most people you know, but it’s not broken. There is no normal sexuality, and I guarantee that you are surrounded by dozens of men and women at work who have sexual fetishes, bizarre interests, turn-ons and practices that they work hard to hide from the world.
You deserve to try to be happy.
The pursuit of happiness is, as the US Declaration of Independence so eloquently puts it, an inalienable right. I think it’s an inherent trait; a motivational force built into each of us in some degree that drives behavior. So goddamnit, if something makes you happy and you can do it without violating others’ right to their pursuit of happiness, go after it. Few things make me as happy as diapering my wife, and few things make me feel as loved as being diapered. So I’m going to do it a lot; it’s fantastic. If I’m not doing it enough, I’m going to create time, and if I find I’m doing it too much, I’ll back it off, as it isn’t actually making me happy. Your pursuit of something that makes you happy isn’t just nice, it’s essential to embracing your own beautiful humanity. So fucking run after it; find your thing, and do it a lot. If your partner isn’t game, that’s OK… he/she doesn’t have to be, and he/she has a right to pursue happiness too, and you guys can work out how that will work for you. Pursuing happiness is part of valuing your own humanity; if you would want it for a friend, you can want it for yourself.
Let shame teach you, then let it go.
Shame and fear researcher Brenè Brown says it better than I ever could in her TED talk on shame:
“In surviving this last year, I was reminded of a cardinal rule — not a research rule, but a moral imperative from my upbringing — “you’ve got to dance with the one who brung ya”. And I did not learn about vulnerability and courage and creativity and innovation from studying vulnerability. I learned about these things from studying shame. And so I want to walk you in to shame. Jungian analysts call shame the swampland of the soul. And we’re going to walk in. And the purpose is not to walk in and construct a home and live there. It is to put on some galoshes — and walk through and find our way around.”
It’s OK to feel it. It’s OK really dislike that feeling, too. But let it teach you; let it tell you about your beliefs and your contradictions without judging yourself for feeling those things. Then, when you’re ready, choose to begin to step out of it. Avoiding shame (like avoiding any feeling) just compresses it into a more potent version of itself, and it comes out in dark and unpredictable ways. Don’t try *not* to be shameful, but rather ask what it teaches you about yourself, then choose to replace shame with compassion as you walk out of the swamp.
I hope this is helpful, and I’m really glad you reached out; that moment of vulnerability is a moment of profound creative and renewing energy.
My Best,
RY
How to Stay Safe in the Community?
ABDL * DDLG * CGL * GFD *
1. Be Patient
~Don’t just jump into anything with anyone. You need to take the time to get to know each other first before you start adding titles.
2. Don’t Be Persuaded
~Don’t let any caregiver/little push you into doing something you have no interest in doing.
3. Communicate
~Don’t be afraid to make your limits known from the very beginning. Be completely clear in what you’re looking for. You are still two consenting adults.
4. Say It
~Just say NO (”hell naw” - I’m from the south ;) stop judging me)! Or you can take the time to explain why you don’t want to engage in a specific activity.
5. Safe Word
~Establish a safe word early on. Never be ashamed in wanting to talk about a safe word. Its how you have safe, consented play. Never be afraid to use it either! My go to is the stoplight system( red= STOP, yellow=I’m okay but slow the hell down, NOW, green= It’ s all good in the neighborhood)
6. Don’t Be Gullible
~Don’t subject yourself to any kind of abuse (verbal, mental, emotional, physical etc). If you don’t feel safe then get the hell out. There’s someone better waiting for you.
7. Take A Step Back
~TAKE A BREAK! There’s nothing wrong with stepping away for a little while. It means that you recognize being a part of this community can be stressful. Plus, breaks are healthy. Take a moment to breathe, clear your head, and you’ll come back feeling rejuvenated.
8. Littles
~Don’t seek out an asshole caregiver in your time of depression. It’s not worth it and you deserve so much more. Make friends with other littles who you can turn to when you need to vent.
9. Caregivers
~Don’t abuse and juggle littles around when you’re having a shit day. Find your thing (an outlet) that helps you cope.
10. Last Tip
~IF YOU CAN’T TALK ABOUT IT, THEN Y’ALL SHOULD NOT BE DOING IT!~ ;)
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