Well, there you have it, folks. The story about how I became an artist at all. Aside from really enjoying the act of creating things with my hands, I found the whole idea of being able to live out the things I really couldn't in real life to be liberating. I didn't pursue any more diaper stuff (didn't even draw any) for a long time after that. I still strolled through the aisle in the grocery store from time to time to look at the things I could never have, and still found any excuse to enjoy the scent of powder.
But for the most part, once I began to draw, the whole diaper thing kind of fell away. It wasn't until I got out of High School that I picked it up again. So, I took like… Five or six years off before trying out any of the many products on offer back then.
But I never stopped drawing.
When I finally came up with a character all my own, that was when I really took off. I knew then what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. And while many things have gotten in the way, I have never stopped drawing. Not for long, anyway…
But for the most part, once I began to draw, the whole diaper thing kind of fell away. It wasn't until I got out of High School that I picked it up again. So, I took like… Five or six years off before trying out any of the many products on offer back then.
But I never stopped drawing.
When I finally came up with a character all my own, that was when I really took off. I knew then what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. And while many things have gotten in the way, I have never stopped drawing. Not for long, anyway…
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Not by a long shot. Just the end of this particular story. I've already started putting together some others. I really have to decide on a format, though. But fear not… there are more hijinks and trauma to come! Up next: another formative episode in the life of lil' Ober based upon some really scary shit that happened to me when I was growing up!
I knew about the diapers for adults by then, but I couldn't get past the image of them. The were always kind of an ugly green back then. Also, there would have been no question WHO I was buying them for! :) It took a long while before I had big enough stones to walk up to the counter and buy that first bag of Attends! For TEENS!
Hehe, that should be your next chapter. ^^ Before I moved out of my parents house, I made my own big diaper out of several cloth Gerber baby diapers. I knew how to sew, so I just sewed them all together in the shape of a diaper big enough for me to wear. I only used it once, because I knew I would have to wash it immediatly and all that. I wasn't able to go out and buy any until I was out on my own. I moved to a new city and got some there, where no one was likely to notice me. But then I started buying the good stuff online. :3
It would be neat, but… I'm looking to make a break into traditional children's books, and I imagine too many would find this whole subject and my personal involvement "weird". Maybe, someday, someone famous will "come out", and it will be acceptable by society!
Till then, there will be a whole group of people who think DL are just closet pedos…
Till then, there will be a whole group of people who think DL are just closet pedos…
I have seen all your pics and it really is an amazing story! I'm glad you decided by draw. It's one of my greatest passions too ... the traditional art.You have been through many things in your life, especially that day so sad what has happened. But you have a fighting spirit and the most surprising is that you did not give up and decided to go the way of art!What you did, publish this story, was fascinate, sad and very moving.Congratulations and I respect you very much!
The one thing that hurt the most while I was growing up with this whole thing was the thought that I was completely alone in this. I couldn't imagine why anyone might have the same kind of desires that I had, the same affliction. I had no normalcy growing up. I was either doing my introverted things by myself, or I was with family, most often the same family members involved in that whole sad episode.
There was never anyone I could confide in, no one in which I could find safe kinship. What I mean when I say that I eventually got what I wanted, was that I finally found a group into which I fit in. Where I can talk, and share, and not be judged unfairly. I found THIS place. If this is the one thing I ever get from all the work it took to get me where I am as an artist, then it was worth it.
There was never anyone I could confide in, no one in which I could find safe kinship. What I mean when I say that I eventually got what I wanted, was that I finally found a group into which I fit in. Where I can talk, and share, and not be judged unfairly. I found THIS place. If this is the one thing I ever get from all the work it took to get me where I am as an artist, then it was worth it.
Well, keep on with it. One of the greatest moments of my life was when I actually created a character of my very own for the first time. A real character, not derived from another piece of work. It was something that up to that point had eluded me, and it literally changed everything.
Baby powder is one of those things that you'll never forget the smell of. It's also really great on your body. My SO makes sure to always and at least one bottle in any care packages she sends my way. Great for chafing.
Great story, too. I don't think I could've ever ha the balls to try to hide diapers while in high school.
Great story, too. I don't think I could've ever ha the balls to try to hide diapers while in high school.
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