On June 18, 2021, I was getting ready to leave to visit BlueMew, a new ABDL friend of mine. I was taking an unopened pack of diapers with me. He agreed to let me store them (and my paci) at his house, where my parents wouldn't find them. I had already packed a large gym bag with my belongings, and then told my mom that I was ready to leave. She was very upset that I was taking such a large bag, and figured that I was hiding extra electronics or something illegal in there. I told her that it was too late to switch bags, but she said that she wouldn't let me leave until she inspected the bag.
I had already obscured the diapers a bit by putting them in several layers of garbage bags. I only let her have a very quick look in the bag, and immediately took it away once she stuck her hand in and started feeling around. Even though she didn't get a good look, she insisted that she knew what was in there from how it felt. She asked if they were hers, and if I stole them. I had no idea that she had her own diapers (she bought some in case her health continued to decline), and I told her that I have no idea what she was talking about.
I told her that she was mistaken about what was in there, and that she was spreading misinformation like Trump. She said that if I needed any, I should only take 1 or 2. I told her to mind her own fucking business, and let me leave. She responded by saying that perhaps the police should get involved and search my bag. I'm almost 26 years old, and told her that she needed to leave it alone if she values her life.
My dad then entered the house after working outside, and gave me a hard time too. My mom then threatened to tell him everything if I didn't hand over the bag. I called my friend, explained the situation, and told him that I'd be late. From his calm response, she could tell that he knew what I was taking. After a stressful 15 minute talk, she finally agreed to let me leave. I called him back to let him know that I was leaving, and my mom talked to me in the privacy of the car about how she is very open-minded, and didn't think less of me. She had her suspicions for years, and more than anything, she was very sad that I felt that I couldn't trust her.
I apologized for my anger, threats, and shoving, and after briefly returning home (I forgot the RCM Loader for my Switch), I finally arrived at his house. He showed me his networking equipment, onesies, diapers, plushies, and electronics (including an original Game Boy and a Game Boy Color with a custom shell and a backlit screen). I installed B9S on one of his New 3DS systems, and we watched lots of Pororo together (which he had never heard of before), and he really enjoyed it.
I had already obscured the diapers a bit by putting them in several layers of garbage bags. I only let her have a very quick look in the bag, and immediately took it away once she stuck her hand in and started feeling around. Even though she didn't get a good look, she insisted that she knew what was in there from how it felt. She asked if they were hers, and if I stole them. I had no idea that she had her own diapers (she bought some in case her health continued to decline), and I told her that I have no idea what she was talking about.
I told her that she was mistaken about what was in there, and that she was spreading misinformation like Trump. She said that if I needed any, I should only take 1 or 2. I told her to mind her own fucking business, and let me leave. She responded by saying that perhaps the police should get involved and search my bag. I'm almost 26 years old, and told her that she needed to leave it alone if she values her life.
My dad then entered the house after working outside, and gave me a hard time too. My mom then threatened to tell him everything if I didn't hand over the bag. I called my friend, explained the situation, and told him that I'd be late. From his calm response, she could tell that he knew what I was taking. After a stressful 15 minute talk, she finally agreed to let me leave. I called him back to let him know that I was leaving, and my mom talked to me in the privacy of the car about how she is very open-minded, and didn't think less of me. She had her suspicions for years, and more than anything, she was very sad that I felt that I couldn't trust her.
I apologized for my anger, threats, and shoving, and after briefly returning home (I forgot the RCM Loader for my Switch), I finally arrived at his house. He showed me his networking equipment, onesies, diapers, plushies, and electronics (including an original Game Boy and a Game Boy Color with a custom shell and a backlit screen). I installed B9S on one of his New 3DS systems, and we watched lots of Pororo together (which he had never heard of before), and he really enjoyed it.
