The thought of being diapered excites me to no end. Anytime I have a diaper, I am sincerely happy. I can’t put my finger on what exactly it is about them. There’s the headspace they put me in, that of an over-eager child who doesn’t have a care in the world. There’s the feeling of them, the crinkly noise that sends butterflies down my spine. They send me into a fantasy world that is safe, warm, and happy.
The feeling of being diapered is like hitting the reset button on my brain. It takes all my worries, anxieties, insecurities, and throws them away. Far, far away from me. When I am diapered I am floating, free from my adult life and allowed to be the babbling, over-sensitive baby that I am. As of late, I have been buying myself packs of diapers and wearing pretty regularly. My time in them has been evenly split between adoring them while still in the box and adoring them while on my body. Just kidding, but you should see me when I get a new box in the mail. I turn into an over-excited toddler with one thing on their mind: getting dipped up. Speaking of changing, let’s talk about it! I think the easiest way to get the best shape when diapering yourself is to stand against a wall, letting the wall hold up the back of your diaper. It’s a bit harder by yourself, but after the first few times I started to catch on pretty quick. Most of the time, I diaper myself (I’m trying to get good at it, haha). Occasionally my Daddy changes me, but he always watches me for new strategies and sometimes out of pure interest. Changes are very special to me and I look forward to when I can do a perfect tape job! Recently I spent my first ever 24 hours diapered. It was filled with lots of emotions, including negative ones. Over the course of the last few weeks of being diapered on and off, I learned that diapers can help me get away from adult thoughts for a little while, but eventually, I have grown up things to do even if I’m wearing a diaper. This made me have a little bit of an adverse reaction, because, as my Daddy and I discussed and figured out tonight, I am trying to escape my problems out of fear of failure or being reprimanded. I wasn’t sure if I was going to include this finding in my blog. But I decided it’s a good thing to share because while BDSM can assist in healing from trauma and triggering events, it can also help you avoid your current reality and problems that need to be faced head on. It’s not healthy to run away and only makes a bigger mess to clean up down the line. I have said this before and I will say it again: mental health is incredibly important to me. If I am not stable mentally, I cannot and do not want to participate in kink activities. It’s important to put your comfort before anyone else’s, so go ahead and use that safe word. Go ahead and ask for a break, and damn right go ahead and say no. Make sure to put your own needs before anyone else’s, after all, you can’t take care of anyone if you aren’t taking care of yourself. Thanks for reading! Have a different opinion than me? Do you do things another way? Want to discuss our perspectives? I’m glad to respond to respectful emails over at [email protected]! ~ Theia
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AuthorMy name is Theia, a non binary submissive with a growing passion for kink and BDSM. |