Binge and Purge Cycles

[babybunnykins]

I was walking down memory lane in my mind and remembered the days before the internet was even a dream.

I was so into being a baby that it hurt so much.

Trouble was, I was the only one into it. Well so I thought as I didn't have anyway to find others like me.

I collected lots of nappies and dummies and baby bottles and had clothes adjusted to fit me.

I was small and thin and could fit into boys clothes, softpants made an XXXL pair of plastic pants which I could just squeeze over a real babies terry nappy as it was just like wearing a pair of underpants.

So How many of you have Binged and Purged because you felt guilty for what you were doing?

I did on a number of occasions and regretted it so much.

The last couple of times, I even went to the extreme of getting them back by ringing St Lawrence and saying my mother threw away my stuff by mistake.

I got them back.

After that I stopped and started to embrace them.

The fact though, I was living alone and could use and have what ever I liked.

[johnnyleedl]

I only actually did that once in my adult life, and truly regretted it, I lost pictures, and books I can never replace, not to mention all my diapers and plastic pants.

As a juvenile though I was constantly throwing away my used cloth diapers and plastic pants, partially out of guilt but mainly so my mom wouldn't find them. She was always searching my room. Not without good cause because I had sticky fingers a bit in my youth.

It seems to be a common theme in our lifestyle.

[zippym8]

I've binged/purged at least 4 times...

Once when I was 16 and thought I was sick.

Once when I was 18 and met other people and thought I was sick.

Once when I was 20 and met more people and thought they were all weird and sick and thought I was sick.

Once when I was 22 and stopped meeting people, kept indulging, thought I was sick, didn't think it was OK for me to be like this...

Then I realized a few things.

a.) I have purged 3 times and come back to it. It's me. Ok, so I'm a weirdo. So what?
b.) This shit isn't cheap.
c.) Once I realized that I actually didn't care I was a perv and refused to apologize for it (and stopped purging), I found people who felt the same.
d.) Those people were not weird, they were cool, and they also didn't give a shit that they were pervs.

So. That's the short version.

Cheers,
Zippy

P.S. Not purging and meeting like minded people doesn't mean you have to live it 24/7 and out yourself as a perv to the whole world. Trust me, there are a lot of pervy fuckers working in corporate America, and you would never know. I've met 3 of them in meetings who I've recognized from various kinky places, and we act oblivious and ended up being friends outside of work because of it.