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Good boy

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Hi everyone, I'm new to this site and starting my journey.

Since I was young, I always felt different. I didn't understand my parents well, and later, when I started school, I experienced a lot of miscommunication with teachers and other kids.

I always loved to mess and soil my pants, and at night, my diaper. I was a bedwetter until my mid-teens, and during the day, I frequently had accidents (both #1 and #2), sometimes bigger, sometimes smaller. When I went through periods with more accidents, my mother would put me back in diapers for a while, either as punishment or for protection. I loved being diapered and cared for.

Even now, as an adult, I occasionally have small accidents during the day, though not at night.
When I grew up, I discovered the ABDL community online, and I strongly relate to it.

Almost two years ago, I started therapy. I realized that the ABDL tendencies, along with other behaviors, were a way for me to seek security. So, we've begun working on that. I'm filled with trauma from so many years of feeling different and misunderstood. While we're working through it, I've slowly started to lose interest in some of those behaviors, including ABDL. However, as my therapist guides me, I still wear a diaper almost every night, and in the morning, I still mess and wet it. But I can definitely feel that I don't need it or crave it as much as I used to, and the AB part is almost gone, hopefully forever.

A few months ago, my therapist sent me to a psychiatrist, who suggested I might have level one ASD. I was shocked and also kind of excited to finally understand what might be going on. I started researching ASD and took some tests, all of which indicated that I do have it.
Learning about ASD has opened up a whole new world for me. I love that I can finally begin to understand myself.

On the other hand, I'm struggling with many things, some of which have improved over the years, but I still struggle considerably.
My sexual life is one of these. I'm married to my beloved wife, who has some other mental health challenges, and we have lovely children, but sex is a hassle.

So, I'm wondering what kind of topics are appropriate to discuss on this site. I have a lot more to share about all of this and other things. Feel free to ask me anything. I'll try my best to reply to everyone when I have time, probably within a couple of days.

I love you all 💚😉
 
Hello and welcome to the forum, @Good boy. I hope your experience here is enjoyable and valuable to you. Let us know if you have any questions about how things work.
 
Hello and welcome to the forum, @Good boy. I hope your experience here is enjoyable and valuable to you. Let us know if you have any questions about how things work.
Thank you for the warm welcome. It feels great to be here and finally have others to explore and learn with. I'm still looking around to see what's going on. I have difficulty following rules, so I hope I won't violate anything.
 
Welcome, @Good boy

Wetting/soiling one's self is something I've had in the past myself. I grew out of it at around 9 years old or so. But I think I had a issue separate from your situation.

But yeah. A autism diagnosis opens alot of doors. But it also brings alot to your attention that you have to live with. As you are finding out. As we NDs are overlty sensitive to certain things, and can even be overtly numb to other things. Socail skills suffer, of course. Mostly due to issues with not being able to pick up on socail cues, body language, sarcasm, jokes, and turns of phrase.

In anycase. I hope you enjoy your time here with us and don't be afraid to ask questions if you are unsure about anything.
 
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Welcome, @Good boy

Wetting/soiling one's self is something I've had in the past myself. I grew out of it at around 9 years old or so. But I think I had a issue separate from your situation.

But yeah. A autism diagnosis opens alot of doors. But it also brings alot to your attention that you have to live with. As you are finding out. As we NDs are overlty sensitive to certain things, and can even be overtly numb to other things. Socail skills suffer, of course. Mostly due to issues with not being able to pick up on socail cues, body language, sarcasm, jokes, and turns of phrase.

In anycase. I hope you enjoy your time here with us and don't be afraid to ask questions if you are unsure about anything.
I shared here a little deeper of it, Wearing diapers/ nappies
 
So, I'll start with my potty training and bedwetting experiences, which were a significant part of my life.

I was potty trained at around 2.5 years old, but I wasn't fully potty trained. I frequently relapsed.

During the day, I had frequent accidents because, for some reason, I was shy about asking to use the bathroom. A lot of the time, I simply didn't feel the urge to go, or I didn't realize when I had wet or soiled myself. Naturally, this came with a lot of shame, anxiety, and trauma.

As I grew older, this improved. Even as an adult, I occasionally had accidents, especially when I really needed to go and my brain simply gave up and let go. Now that I'm in therapy, I'm learning why, as a child, my brain couldn't comply with potty training, and I'm healing from that. This healing is helping me in my adult life, too.

I was a full bedwetter until I was about 15. For some reason, this didn't bother me much, and I wasn't too embarrassed at sleepovers or camp, etc. I think it's because my parents didn't make a big deal out of it. They understood me well and showed a lot of understanding.
 
I shared here a little deeper of it, Wearing diapers/ nappies
So, I'll start with my potty training and bedwetting experiences, which were a significant part of my life.

I was potty trained at around 2.5 years old, but I wasn't fully potty trained. I frequently relapsed.

During the day, I had frequent accidents because, for some reason, I was shy about asking to use the bathroom. A lot of the time, I simply didn't feel the urge to go, or I didn't realize when I had wet or soiled myself. Naturally, this came with a lot of shame, anxiety, and trauma.

As I grew older, this improved. Even as an adult, I occasionally had accidents, especially when I really needed to go and my brain simply gave up and let go. Now that I'm in therapy, I'm learning why, as a child, my brain couldn't comply with potty training, and I'm healing from that. This healing is helping me in my adult life, too.

I was a full bedwetter until I was about 15. For some reason, this didn't bother me much, and I wasn't too embarrassed at sleepovers or camp, etc. I think it's because my parents didn't make a big deal out of it. They understood me well and showed a lot of understanding.

You know. This is making me realize something about myself. I had similar issues with using the toilet. I just refused to do it. I had alot of embarrassment with public messing. And I did bed wet for a short while longer after the using the toliet more, in my early teens.

The only reason it stopped, is because my stepmother was very aggressive about me using the toliet. And even embarrassed me to the point that I just outright stopped, in any regard.

But this does make me feel like I've found another piece to the puzzle to why I never mentally grew up. The bathroom was addressed. But not how I thought psychologically.

It's something to consider, anyway.
 

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