Last One

Sorry it has been so long since I last wrote. I'm getting ready to move and that takes up a lot of my free time.

Since I am moving to Denver I feel like I can't keep this blog up anymore. I will no longer be diapered in Hawaii. Maybe once I get settled in Denver I will start another blog, I'm not sure yet. But today I want to say some final thoughts to wrap this blog up. 

First off know that there is so much more I wanted to say. I had probably 6 or 7 different blog ideas in my head about day to day life as a diaper lover that I won't be able to mention. Ideas such as the ongoing debate amongst men diaper wearers if shaved or not shaved, the difficulty of diaper changing in public restrooms, my dream of hanging out in just a diaper and a tshirt, and so much more. But alas, time is not our friend. 

But I think the overall point of this blog has been reached. I wanted to give an insider view point of what it is like to wear diapers. I wanted to help those with family and friends who wear to understand a little bit more. Because every AB/DL's worst nightmare is how people will react with they find out. Will they be understanding? Will they be condescending? Will they treat us differently? 

For those of you who are AB/DL, I hope this has helped. It took a lot time for me to be ok with myself as a DL and I hope it isn't the same for you. If you haven't already, join an online forum for ABs and DLs. There are many out there. My favorite is DailyDiapers (hyperlink here). They have many different subforums so you can meet others with your likes and dislikes. 

For those of you who don't wear, I hope this has helped you understand more about the AB/DL community. If you still have more questions or are still a little curious, check out the forums too. Just make sure if you do, be nice and polite to everyone. 

And if you ever have any questions at all about anything diaper related, please feel free to ask me. I probably won't check this blog too much more, but email at   lathorium55@gmail.com   I will answer any question with respect, no matter how dumb you think it is. 

I wish you all the best and thanks for reading. 

Roommate Rant

I am pissed. One of my roommates, we are gonna call him Jeffy, stepped way over the line last night, and I am going to do my best to describe the situation in a good manner so you guys understand the gravity of what it happening.

To really understand, you must know how the Mormon Church operates. We don't have a paid ministry, all of us "regular" members of the Church voluntarily offer our time and abilities to run the ward (parish). But we don't volunteer for the position. One of our leaders, who also is volunteering his time, asks us to fulfill a certain role or calling, be it a teacher, a nursery leader, or even a leader over adults. We have the choice to say yes or no. We do that calling the best we can, and then at some point we get released, and we get called to help out somewhere else. Because we are asked to do it, and the calling isn't permanent, most people don't get boastful about what they are doing. And we shouldn't. Everyone in the Church is just some "regular" members, just humans doing the best they can with what they are given. The leaders don't aspire and fight their way to their leadership position. They are asked to do it for a couple years, then they are done.

So Jeffy has a leadership role, more or less. He is the advisor to someone in a leadership role. And he likes to remind us all the time about his calling, always trying to make himself seem more important because of what he is doing. We, his roommates, have gotten used to this and just kind of tune him out when he starts talking.

But what he did yesterday was way worse than this, but with the same intent.

A couple of my roommates weren't born and raised Mormon. They joined the Church later in life. Every now and then they talk about what their lives were like before joining, crazy parties they used to go to, some of their favorite drinks that they miss, pot, etc. But with all of their talk about it, they are always happy with their decision. They don't deny their past, but for them it's just that, their past.

Another one of my roommates, born and raised Mormon, has been disfellowshipped. This means that he has made some kind of big mistake, but not big enough to be excommunicated, or completely throw out of the Church. This just means that he can't have a calling, can't say prayer, and can't take the sacrament, the bread and water, for a certain time frame. He has interviews with various leaders during this time frame, and they help him repent and work his way back to how he wants to live his life. Now he doesn't talk to Jeffy during this process, but Jeffy knows who has been disfellowshipped because it is his responsibility to find people for certain callings.

Yesterday Jeffy told people about how terrible these roommates are, and how he is so much better than them because of what they have done in their past.

This is like a Catholic priest going around after confession and telling all of your friends how he is better than you because of your sins. WAY out of line.

The roommates who weren't born Mormon just shrugged it off, they have always been open about their past life, and they weren't struggling with that life anymore. But my roommate who was disfellowshipped was way hurt. He is one of the nicest guys I know, and he doesn't deserve that type of treatment. His wife walked out on him and his little brother committed suicide within months of each other. He has had a hard hand dealt to him, and he messed up somehow. Big deal, we are all human. But Jeffy tries to play it off like he is better than him, and he broke the confidence that leaders are supposed to hold.

We talked to the people above him to explain the situation, needless to say he isn't in that position anymore. We also talked with our landlord, and he isn't living here anymore either.

Stuff like this reminds me why I am getting my own place in Denver.

Ship My Pants

For some reason this commercial from Kmart has become popular in my house. My roommates and I keep quoting it at random times and it's freaking hilarious.

So a couple of nights ago we were getting together to go treasure hunting (with a metal detector we go up and down beaches and parks, mostly finding change and jewelry) and I happened to be wearing a diaper at the time. One of my roommates, trying to be funny, said, "Lathorium you can ship you pants right now!" And I just laughed a little bit on the inside because the truth was, I could.