I promise

I Swear!

I swear that if and when, by the end of this year, by chance I meet a woman who is into spankings as well as wearing diapers for fun, I WILL do what I can to ensure she knows how much I love her for it. 

I promise to cherish my time with her.

I promise to hold her tightly when she wants to cuddle.

I promise to take seriously the spankings she gives me, because I know she does it out of love.  

I promise to listen to her.

I promise to keep our communication open between us.

I promise that if she asks me to spank her, I will never let it go beyond a few smacks across her bottom.  

I promise never to become like my late father, and be abusive.

I promise to never cheat on her.  Full stop!

I promise to give her the attention she wants, and let her give me the attention she wants to give.

I promise to never belittle her views.

I promise to always remember our special days, i.e. anniversaries, birthdays, etc.

I promise to always defend her, with my life if necessary.

I promise always consider her needs above my own.

I promise to never test her love, loyalty to me, and nor will I ever administer any given test that is designed to have her "prove" anything to me.  I would hope she'd also never do such things to me as well.

I promise that if she were to ever call me for help, I will do whatever I can to give her whatever assistance she requires.  If that means changing her smelly, messy, dirty diapers then I will gladly do that and help her get cleaned up. 

I promise to be there for her when she calls for me.

These promises are what I would hold myself to when I finally do meet that one special woman who becomes my girlfriend, with the potential lease option of becoming my future wife.  And I would count myself fortunate to have that special lady in my life.

This, I swear!

If only my Ms. Right girlfriend existed in real life

There are days I begin to wonder if my dream woman, my hypothetical future "Ms. Right" girlfriend (w/ the lease option of becoming my future wife) is really out there somewhere.  Does she even exist?  Or does she only exist in my mind?

Though, I digress...

So far, this past week I have spilled a drink or had a potty accident nearly every day.  Thank goodness that I enjoy wearing diapers for the latter, the potty accidents.  Otherwise, my depression would be super worse.

I swear if I spill another (non-alcoholic) drink, I'm gonna fucking scream.  It's when I do clumsy shit that I wish I had a Ms. Right girlfriend in my life who'd make sure my butt gets properly smacked for accidents, both with spilled (non-alcoholic) drinks & with accidents in my diapers.

*sigh*  Sometimes I think I have always been destined to be the loner guy despite my wish to have that special woman in my life who would not only be my caregiver, but also would let me be hers too.  

I've never been in any sort of committed relationship with any one woman, much less any women at all.  I'm attracted to women, just not sexually.  I consider myself asexual.  Do I have sexual urges?  Sure.  That is what masturbation is for.  Besides, I wouldn't want to run the risk of impregnation women.  My goal has been to make sure my dad's bloodline DOES NOT live on.  Sure, my family name may live on for generations, but as long as I breathe there will never will never be a "junior" or a daughter from my DNA.  Though I wouldn't be opposed to adoption.

But because of my diaper lover/ABDL side, I think having children would be awkward.

I just want a Ms. Right that I could cuddle with, and watch our favorite movies & TV shows, i.e. Star Trek, Star Wars, Stargate, etc.  Or play video games.  Or even have her and I play on my piano and/or guitar together.  Maybe she can teach me to play either one.  Maybe even incorporate punishment spankings when I don't practice like I should.  

Or punishment spankings for not doing my housechores, or doing my physical therapy exercises.  Or just having a potty mouth (more than usual).

I would like to think I could do the same for her, but after having an abusive environment growing up with a father who was highly abusive toward myself, my older brother, and/or my mother, I swore I'd never do that to any future "Ms. Right" girlfriend or wife.  So, imagine the hypothetical girlfriend/wife telling me it's okay if I give her a spanking, and I get tensed up just thinking about it.  I don't dare touch women for fear of being accused of anything similar to my late father.  The last thing I want to do, EVER, is be just like that asshole.

The worst part is that I've never been able to imagine myself with a woman.  Every time I've tried, my mind just shuts down.  Like my mind forbids me from imagining a kind of happiness that I've only ever seen in movies, but for myself.  And for her.  I just can't picture it.  This is why whenever I've let my imagination run wild when I masturbate, it's always of lesbian couples.  Always in their diapers, always giving each other spankings, because for some reason my mind won't let me imagine myself with those women doing those things.  

To be honest, I fear the day that while with my future Ms. Right, that I do end up like my late dad, and if I hurt her, I'd feel unbelievably awful.  I would gladly accept a very harsh punishment spanking from her if I ever even came half way close to being as abusive to her as my late father was to my mother.

But I admit, I feel like I should get spanked anyway from my future (albeit hypothetical) Ms. Right girlfriend/wife for many things I do and don't do now.  Maybe I just need to put myself out there, though it is hard to take risks knowing that there are some pretty psycho people (men and women a-like) out there.

I hope she's out there.  I hope 🙏 I will meet her soon!