she takes off her diaper when shes wet, has peed on the potty, but has no idea when she has to go. i have to guess, and its not that easy. i know this isnt a snap, but i need another mommy’s opinion on what i can do. i cant afford diapers much longer.
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Jun
15
im new at this potty training thing. are there any tips on training my 2 yr old girl any easier?
First off, if you are on here just for some laughs, or to post a stupid comment, go away. You are insensitive and until you shape up, grow up and learn when to shut up, I don’t want anything to do with you. Now for the actual question:
I’ll cut to the chase:
I was potty trained when I was five years old, and since I was eight I’ve had some really distressing thoughts about nappies. They were mostly only in my dreams though
I’m currently 16, live with my parents, go to school still (and possibly college/ and don’t know life skills. Basically I cannot live on my own as of yet. So please don’t tell me to enjoy it, because if I did my parents would go nuts/paranoid, rumors would probably leak around school and to actually soil myself would really mess up my head.
Not only that, I’ve tried embracing it in secret (didn’t have nappies, so I had to make do with normal underwear) and I couldn’t “go”, even when sat on the toilet wearing them. I don’t need more problems in addition to scoliosis, school, depression and (supposedly) autism. Embracing it isn’t an option.
Now, I see nothing wrong with nappies in general, but the images just disturb me and make me feel ill even though I know they are only tools.
Counseling is WAY off, I’m already getting counseling for depression and I am worried that the psychiatrist may disclose it to my parents, my parents would freak. And I don’t see the psychiatrist too often (I haven’t even had my second meeting, yet).
All the students at my school already taunt me with homosexual remarks and such as if being gay is funny, something to laugh at, I don’t need more grief, even my friends would get a kick out of it (I go to special education, the students that are not SEVERELY autistic are ignorant, stereotypical, uninformed, and one student in-particular is a racist wannabe gangster).
Again, I think that someone that wears nappies, has been mocked and ridiculed because of it and still goes on strong is a hero. I do NOT think that there is something bad with it. Just the images and ideas of it disturb me.
Now, I already know that this is a paraphilia, how do I know?
Well, a couple of days ago, I decided to try and inform myself to help be at peace with thoughts and recinforce the idea that it is only the disposal of waste. It backfired, but not in vain. Whilst reading the wikipedia article for “diaper” I had an erection. It wasn’t just an erection, my body actually excreted semen, and I really felt my penis pump it out, so it wasn’t a co-incidence.
Because of that, when I have thoughts about it… I start trembling, I feel not quite right in my stomach which messes up my appetite. I also feel a little delicate around the private area I even went to bed early yesterday so I could go to sleep and hopefully forget about it.
So I’ve decided. I don’t want to succumb to this, I want to be freed of it, or at least be able to keep my head from being intruded by these thoughts so that I won’t feel ill.
My parents and embracing it are out of the question, and school would be a bad idea as well.
What else can I do to put this problem to rest so I can move on?
~Dan
I am developing a different fetish which is actually getting my mind off of this obsession. It is a blood fetish. Its easier for me to control, easier to hide (more socially acceptable), etc.
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I loved her and her son more than anyone i’ve ever loved in my life. We were friends close friends, this is hard to write. I went to christmas parties with her, her son’s second birthday which was just family other than myself, i helped her move when no one else was. At christmas I bought her a bookshelf she only mentioned once, and carried the 7 ft thing up 4 flight of stairs to surprise her for christmas. She loved it. I built her son a country wooden step stool when he began potty training , gave him my teddy bear from when i was a child, and a little kids tool belt, hoping that maybe we’d get to have fun building something with eachother. I even made her a full sized wooden easel for mothersday, not to mention the dozens of other things i’ve done for them. We dated for a short while, she led me on told me that she felt something for me, and recently told me that i wasn’t really there at all, that she wanted it to be, and thought that if we were dating it might have come, but it didn’t. She lied to me, told me when we were together, (helping her move since i have a truck and would do anything for her) that she wasn’t in love with anyone else and wasn’t sleeping with someone else, even to make a point she said “you think i’m some sort of sex slut? that hurts me, there is nobody else, and no love interest”. what she didn’t know when she said that is what i saw while playing with her son, he threw some of his toys into the hall and into her room, when i was tidying them up, i saw what was in her wastebasket, CONDOM WRAPPERS. I was beside myself the rest of the night, and she kept asking what the hell was wrong with me, I couldn’t say i could only listen to her lie to me and tell me that she did care, and that maybe someday she would want to be with me, that she really valued me as a fiend ahd didn’t want to hurt, me and was always honest to me. Her words were like bullets. I texted to her what i knew, what i found and all she could say was that it wasn’t a love interest or even a relationship it was “and agreement ” she had with a friend. Just sex i don’t know what kind of agreement exactly, but my love was never enough for her. We haven’t spoken since except for the text she sent saying ” i don’t think you have any problem, and i don’t think i’ve done anything wrong”. I didn;t think i would die at the age of 22, but it doesn’t seem there is anything for me in this world. She used up the best of me.