Mommy and Daddy...
This is hard to tell you...So so so hard...I can only pray you read this when I am in college.
I don't expect it easy to take in...And I don't expect you to immediately accept it.
But please...Don't you dare even try be angry with me for this...It's really not my fault or yours.
You might of noticed...My insomnia has almost completely disappeared recently, I've cheered up significantly and I am generally more happy. Neither is without reason.
Before you get any ideas, i'm not gay, I am completely straight, although it IS probably more complex than that...
It's taken me a long time to accept this part of myself, I considered it 'wrong' for the several years i've felt this way...It was only just before christmas when I began to start researching into it that I realised I was not alone.
Enough of my babbling...I've probably already got you tense enough.
How am I going to explain this?
I want you to treat me like you used too...Before Anne died, when you used to fuss over me, hug me and cuddle me all the time, I know you hurt deep inside...And I know it must be hard for you.
I matured too fast...I lost out on all my childhood years...I want them back, and I want you to give them back to me.
It's not a bad thing...It's not a mental problem or a sexual fetish (Though it can be defined as such, though that is not the case in my position.) It's called 'Infantilism', the desire to be treated like a young child all over again.
I have a dummy, I keep it under my pillow, my Insomnia is going because of it, it makes me feel good and safe and takes me less than 15 minutes to get to sleep with it.
Yes, I know it isn't good for my teeth, I don't need a lecture on that...But if it helps me sleep, makes me feel good and gives me a great deal of support...It's more than worth it to me.
For me to do this, I'm trusting in you both...It's rare for any person to admit this...But it's killing me, and I keep nothing from you as I believe you deserve better.
I DO NOT need help for this, no psychologists, no psychiatrists...I AM NOT SICK.
I want you to accept me for who I am, I like this part of me, I know it's not wrong to feel this way anymore...I now know my jealousy over small children being given love was not what I thought of as myself being perverted and peadophilic, but a yearning for the care I observed.
I've spoke with several people...All like me, a special chat room, Adults and teens alike.
I am normal. Don't think different.
This is NOT your fault, I am proud to be your little boy, you have brought me up so well, given me a roof above my head, put food on the table before me and almost never asked anything in return.
Remember what I told professor Harrington? That I wanted more attention?
I wasn't lying...You just never asked me what sort of attention, and it's took me all these years to finally get it out.
I should of been braver, I'm crying as I write this, it's taken me over 6 years to get this out and I should of told you so much sooner.
My emotional age is closest to that of a '4' year old, my mental age closest to that of some sort of God. I know you are probably crying too by now...But I >>>WANT<<< to be your little boy again, to be able to curl up in your lap and go to sleep, to rest in your arms and be fussed over.
God, when you washed my hair, then straightened it, I was trying so hard not to cry because I enjoyed the fuss so much, you hugged me in the kitchen a while back to, and for once, you made it feel sincere...I DID CRY...I hid it well...I always did, I felt like I had no other choice.
Please learn to love again...I need it of you...I love you so much...And would die a 1000 painful deaths just to be able to see those smiles I so fondly remember.
Dad...You don't need to keep back how you feel, I don't give a ******** if you see yourself as manly or what not, I want you to cuddle me too! I want you all to fuss over me, I'll give you back a majority of the years of love and fun we all missed together...I know I alone destroyed that with my ADHD shitty behaviour. Can we start again? Treat me like you used too? Like when I was 4? Please...I beg it of you...
Don't get me wrong, I like being an adult...I'm prideful of my family and proud of who I am, I'm no longer scared of this part of me which is deep inside...
This has taken me alot to do...I couldn't say it in words...I tried yesterday...But you were feeling ill and I really didn't think you could take it.
Everytime I walked into the room, I tried to say something, but just couldn't...
I've been dropping hints over and over again...But I need to state it...
I need you both to love me more visibly, I expect nothing in manner of money...I ask nothing of you in manner of physical belongings...Just give me support...
Don't blame yourself, don't blame me, don't blame society. This is just how it is. It's apparently completely normal, and even if it isn't, I don't give a damn, you just need to know.
http://understanding.infantilism.org/what.php - It may not be exact to my needs, but it may give you an idea of how I feel, nappies/diapers do not interest me, so just ignore that part and push it asside.
http://understanding.infantilism.org/abdlparents_grey.php - Read this, it's important...It puts across my point a little better that I AM NORMAL...Please read it. ESPECIALLY, the section called on 'For Parents Of Infantilists.'.
If you want to know more...Please just ask...I've opened up as much as I can to tell you as much as I can and explained as much as I can.
I trully hope you understand and aren't angry...You are both great parents to me...I value you over everything...
Please don't be angry.
I love you both.
Danny.
xxx