BingoBoing77
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This is something really really gross I have to warn you but I really need help. I deal with an issue that normally only affects autistic children or those with higher support needs then my own (im level 2). So yeah before i get into that first I want to say that ummmm.... I have EDS which makes my body and muscles week and autism on top of it makes it so I DO NOT feel the need to go number 1 or number 2 till its way too late. So yeah theres that. I have to wear a diaper which is frustrating to say the least. And due to my extreme sensory needs I can not even clean myself, or I have a meltdown. I'm already in constant supervised care basically 24/7 so theres always someone there to do it for me parents or caregiver but it SUCKS. I feel so torn cause I have lots of childish interests and habits due to autism but when Im getting changed by my mom watching cartoons on my tablet I feel so embarassed I want to hide forever and never come out. I feel so embarassed and stupid to like the shows I like when I realize I basically live like a big baby.
Now to the other thing I do. So yeah this is your last warning before it gets real gross. Sometimes when I have a poopy accident, I occasionly get VERY startled and shocked and flustered and my brain goes to STIM STIM STIM mode trying to stim with anything I can. If I dont have my special slime or play doh around me, my mind goes half way blank I feel like im watching myself do this, then I reach into the back of my diaper and pull out poop to squish between my hands and if Im feeling really awful I end up just smearing it on walls and face and yeah.... real gross. My sensory needs are soooo HIGH that when this happens what normally would smell really bad to me just smells strong instead, and even if its a bad smell if its strong enough it calms me down. I looked up on the internet and its called diaper digging or fecal smearing. So yeah theres that, I am a diaper digger with a high school diploma. This started when I was a little kid, kinda stopped my later years, and I think with some stress it came back the past couple of years. It's NOT OKAY AT ALL. I want to stop sooooo bad.
Its taking me an extra second to write this next part cause im getting really sad about it. I have friends who are neurotypical but they love me and weve been friends since high school. One friend Ben I go over once a week, or used to go over I should say, to play video games. We were playing Lego something and I made a mess in my pants not even realizing. I felt super embarassed and like an idiot so I got up to the bathroom and locked the door. My caretaker was out buying us lunch so I didn't go to her and ask for a change. Ben knows I wear diapers all my friends do so he asked if I was all good, I told him I wanted to wait in the bathroom till Clarissa got home. Even though Ben and all my friends are fine just having to bring it up in front of him made me super anxious and mind racing and I felt like all my friends think Im just a big dumb baby they all pity and I sobbed quietly to myself. I then just kinda reached around and did my gross diaper digging thing and when I zone out doing it I ZONE OUT. Hands turned into walls and I had started smearing poo on everything, including some apparently expensive art they had in the bathroom. When my caregiver and Ben finally opened the door and saw me, Ive never seen Ben that mad EVER, and AT ME. It was scary. I cried and he apologized and my caregiver cleaned me up. When I got home Ben called me and said that he still loves me but he can't have me over to his house again, basically ever and I cried again. He said maybe if I go a year without doing it but he struggles with OCD and cleanliness so I can see why a poop smearing idiot like me gets under his skin. I felt like such an idiot.
Also not only did I ruin my favorite thing to do with my favorite friend I now have to wear what essentially is a onesie for people with Alzehemers they cant get off by themselves in order to prevent me from doing this. Its incredibly demeaning on top of already having to wear diapers and get them changed is being essentially locked into them. I KNOW I need but but it sucks and makes me feel like a big dunce. And these onesies make it harder but they dont stop me completely from stimming with my poop I just have to be different about it which i dont wanna go into detail with.
So yeah if you have any tips or dealt with this yourself please let me know Im sorry if I grossed you out but its my life lol. I REALLY wanna stop wearing these body suits and I REALLY REALLY wanna go back to my friend Ben's house to play games.
Now to the other thing I do. So yeah this is your last warning before it gets real gross. Sometimes when I have a poopy accident, I occasionly get VERY startled and shocked and flustered and my brain goes to STIM STIM STIM mode trying to stim with anything I can. If I dont have my special slime or play doh around me, my mind goes half way blank I feel like im watching myself do this, then I reach into the back of my diaper and pull out poop to squish between my hands and if Im feeling really awful I end up just smearing it on walls and face and yeah.... real gross. My sensory needs are soooo HIGH that when this happens what normally would smell really bad to me just smells strong instead, and even if its a bad smell if its strong enough it calms me down. I looked up on the internet and its called diaper digging or fecal smearing. So yeah theres that, I am a diaper digger with a high school diploma. This started when I was a little kid, kinda stopped my later years, and I think with some stress it came back the past couple of years. It's NOT OKAY AT ALL. I want to stop sooooo bad.
Its taking me an extra second to write this next part cause im getting really sad about it. I have friends who are neurotypical but they love me and weve been friends since high school. One friend Ben I go over once a week, or used to go over I should say, to play video games. We were playing Lego something and I made a mess in my pants not even realizing. I felt super embarassed and like an idiot so I got up to the bathroom and locked the door. My caretaker was out buying us lunch so I didn't go to her and ask for a change. Ben knows I wear diapers all my friends do so he asked if I was all good, I told him I wanted to wait in the bathroom till Clarissa got home. Even though Ben and all my friends are fine just having to bring it up in front of him made me super anxious and mind racing and I felt like all my friends think Im just a big dumb baby they all pity and I sobbed quietly to myself. I then just kinda reached around and did my gross diaper digging thing and when I zone out doing it I ZONE OUT. Hands turned into walls and I had started smearing poo on everything, including some apparently expensive art they had in the bathroom. When my caregiver and Ben finally opened the door and saw me, Ive never seen Ben that mad EVER, and AT ME. It was scary. I cried and he apologized and my caregiver cleaned me up. When I got home Ben called me and said that he still loves me but he can't have me over to his house again, basically ever and I cried again. He said maybe if I go a year without doing it but he struggles with OCD and cleanliness so I can see why a poop smearing idiot like me gets under his skin. I felt like such an idiot.
Also not only did I ruin my favorite thing to do with my favorite friend I now have to wear what essentially is a onesie for people with Alzehemers they cant get off by themselves in order to prevent me from doing this. Its incredibly demeaning on top of already having to wear diapers and get them changed is being essentially locked into them. I KNOW I need but but it sucks and makes me feel like a big dunce. And these onesies make it harder but they dont stop me completely from stimming with my poop I just have to be different about it which i dont wanna go into detail with.
So yeah if you have any tips or dealt with this yourself please let me know Im sorry if I grossed you out but its my life lol. I REALLY wanna stop wearing these body suits and I REALLY REALLY wanna go back to my friend Ben's house to play games.