Good boy

I am a Good Boy because I am truly a good boy.

I grew up feeling different from others, and not understood by others, or even myself. This came with a lot of challenges.
One of those challenges, which had a big impact on my life, was potty training. The whole thing didn't make any sense to me. I didn't understand when to use the bathroom, etc., and I felt ashamed of using it. A lot of times I couldn't feel when I needed to go, so I was always wet, and sometimes messy with poop as well.

I was a bedwetter until I was about 15. I always had daytime accidents, both number one and number two, sometimes big, sometimes small, even occasionally as an adult. Growing up as a small child, I started to feel a strong need to be padded in diapers and to use them. As I grew older, I figured out that this is called ABDL. I struggle with that a lot.

In my late 20s, I started going to trauma therapy, which is helping me a lot in my life, including with ABDL. I also started learning about ASD when a psychologist told me that I most likely have it at a low level. I am very happy to find this site and start understanding myself along with you all.

I have a hard time with communication, so I hope this isn't bothering anyone, but I love you all, even though you don't see it because I'm not always able to show it.

Feel free to reach out to me anytime, publicly or privately.