discussing diapers and my life
I must say, one of the main things I notice, after so much time wearing diapers as my only underwear is... it has made it quite a unspecial thing :neocat_laugh_sweat:
like... at this stage it's just what I wear.
it doesn't feel that thrilling to wear them in public. it's not that big of a deal to change outside or at work. I care a lot less about people noticing them, I'm pretty sure some might have seen them at times, the waistband while lifting stuff high or whatever, and that's okay. I usually wear them while having sex, even if they aren't part of that. they're just my underwear after all.
this might sound "sad" or "melancholic", but... it's actually not. they have just become another part of my life, one that I am very comfortable with. they still bring me joy. they still make for nice, comfy, humiliating, or intimate situations. they're just there, just not a novelty anymore.
discussing diapers and my life
and it does feel weird because... at times I am reminded of how, this thing that is just part of my everyday life now, is just unthinkable and such a big dream for others, and they might see me as super brave and daring. it's one of those moments where I get my feet back on the ground.
I guess I am quite lucky for getting to just do what feels good for me. but I guess it's also what I get for trying to just be genuine.
discussing diapers and my life, mentions sex event
oh :neocat_laugh_sweat: all this train of thought came from the fact that I'm considering to, even if Miss decides to give me approval to wear some more dignified kind of underwear, still wear my diapers to the Aachen FLINTA Cruising party. only because... well, why not? it's what I always wear, and what would make me the most comfortable.
sure, some might find me less appealing because of it... but that's okay. I'd just be doing my thing.
in a way it feels liberating, not allowing myself to even worry about it.
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