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by "healthier" do you mean culturally acceptable, or something else? Forgive me if the question is indelicate, but what are your current outlets?
>I wonder if autism-spectrum disorders are really as common amongst our community as they seem, or if it's just the autists that make the most noise. I hope it's the latter
me too, you're paragraphe on finding it a burden rather than a fault is refreshingly enlightened. Pity it isn't a sentiment more expressed in our subculture, the younger ABs and TBs need to hear that the most. The sort of advice I wish I had heard long before I had to figure it out myself.
>I really need to cut the porn out, as I'm sure removing pornographic reinforcement of the fetish would reduce the intensity of the compulsions
oh god, yeah. WIthout getting too metaphysical, porn warps the mind and the fetish in particular. It might be optimal for myself to reduce outlets to a diaper drawer and some toys, and leave the rest to imagination.
As for memories, my earliest one may be an amalgum of other diaper changes, since it was part of daily living at the time. All I remember though was my mom telling me to lift my bum, and then sitting back down onto a new diaper.
As for (seemingly) singular memories,
>Two years old, don't know if before or after potty training
>playing in nursery with either sister or cousin, both are close in age.
>sitting next to diaper box on the floor, notice diaper and pull it out. Find the process, maybe the sound, amusing. Keep pulling them out and throwing them in the air, watching them fall.
>Mom comes into nursery after the box is empty, asking me what happened. Saying something along the lines of "look at this mess"
when I got my training pants, i remember my mom showing me one in the bathroom, quizing me on the names on the drawings, don't know what they were. It was pre-disney licensing, at least on pull-ups.
A later memory, somewhere around five, I was in my sister and cousin's room (we'd all left the nursery at the time), one of their dolls came with a diaper, and yeah, like you said, ain't nothing fake about them. I was fully clothed, but I took the diaper and lied on the bed, and held my legs up, saying "I'm a baby change me." Naturally, the girls didn't join in the game, but they found it funny and gross.
Around the same time, my sister started potty training, and I remember pressing my mom about why she didn't get pull-ups. Mom said she didn't need them, and I said it wasn't fair to her. Don't know if this was before I figured out that my desires weren't normal, or if I was deliberately trying to keep diapers in the house as she and my cousin were the youngest at the time. My mom was starting to get angry when she talked me down.
not a memory but a few years ago my mom stated training pants were awful, one of my nephews was out of diapers. Mentioned that I just acted like they were diapers. She would find me squating behind the TV or in the closet trying to poop. She would scold me like "are you pooping" and I'd say no. It must have been messed up for me. Pooping was something I had to do, but I had to hide because I was then getting scolded for doing it. Obviously not because of the pooping itself, but kids are stupid. come to think of it, that's the most plausible candidate for what did me in, re: having a normal sexual development