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My Story 4

by Sean - 1 January 1998

Wow, time flies, and much more than the 6 months I was thinking of elapsed time since I wrote the last installment. Been busy with re-vamping of the site lately, but now, time to talk about what’s happened to me in the last few months.

My Story 3

by Sean - 1 January 1997

I thought it was time to write a third part to my story, as there has been a lot happening in the last few months. I seem to evolve and learn about myself more and more, and the more I learn, the more I want to learn and the more I realize the field is deep!

My Story 2

by Sean - 1 June 1996

For the past few months I have worked on accepting myself. I have come to realize that this obsession will not go away. It will not just dissolve and there is nothing really wrong with it. So instead of fighting it, instead of paddling against the current I decided to let the river carry me, putting all my energy in giving direction to my canoe (read life) and be happy. This is working, of course there is still a long way to go, but basically, I am a long way on the path to healing. One of the event that helped me a lot is described in the following paragraphs. Do note that while I could not put my finger on what it was that was so great about all that was happening, I have realized what it was now… I have been obsessed with the need to use the chair for so long I can’t remember, but to use it as I describe a little later, I found I wasn’t thinking about it so much as being it. I mean there was now some room for enjoyment rather than only a black hole of worries.

My Story 1

by Sean - 1 January 1996

I have been fascinated for a long time by orthopedics appliances. Legbraces, back braces, braces and splints of many kinds; Casts and wheelchairs; the list could go on. When exactly did this interest begin, I could not tell. I just know it started at a very early age. This fascination is directed towards the people that actually use such appliances, but is also found in a deep desire to use them, with or without a physical need for them…

How I started using diapers

by Sean - 15 August 1994

It was a few years ago, in Northern Ontario, around 1991. I had a lot of spare time on my hands and not much to do in that remote area of Canada. My mind was working overtime, thinking about wheelchairs, braces, being tied up (I didn’t know at the time it was called bondage), and I had a flash of curiosity cross my mind. It was nothing I had heard of before, nor seen anywhere.

I wondered what it would feel like to wear and wet diapers. I had no desires to be treated as a baby, as some people enjoy, I just wanted to know again the warm feeling. Of course, now one may debate that my submissive feelings in a D/s relationship are closely related to the ones an Adult Baby may have towards his Mother ("adoptive" that is).