DIAPERS ANONYMOUS
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     I just could not go on.  I was only fifteen and already I
was aware of where my life was heading.  I had been drawn to
wearing diapers all my life and I wasn't so sure of what was
going to happen to me in my adult life.  Everybody in school
knew I had a fetish with diapers and because of that I was
often teased and ridiculed.  I wasn't very popular with the
girls, or even the guys for that matter.  The worst place
I dealt with this was in my P.E. class, where everybody
kept asking me where my diaper was.
     What would this lead to in my adult life?  I wanted to
have kids and raise a family, but how could I do that if I
only had kids so that I could watch them go around in diapers
all day?  I'd probably never toilet train them because I
wouldn't want to stop seeing them wear diapers.  This would
not be fair to the children.  Why should they go around in
diapers all the time just because their daddy wants them to
for his pleasure?
     Chances are that if they do wear diapers all their lives
they'll go through the hell I've gone through ever since my
so-called best friend betrayed me two years ago and told
everybody about the things I have done with diapers.
     Already my interest in diapers had taken its toll on
others.  My four-year-old brother is still in diapers because
of me.  My mom is getting frustrated trying to get him to use
the toilet.  I keep telling him that he doesn't need to worry
about using a toilet.  I told him that he should wear diapers
as long as he wishes.  While he doesn't necessary agree with
me, I've only confused him about the whole potty-training
thing and it's taking him a lot longer than it should take,
even for a boy.
     In spite of all this going on between my brother and I,
there was nobody who ever knew about my diaper fetish.  My
mom certainly didn't know.