Often times, I answer asks or post pictures and whatnot. But rarely ever do I just write a post, so I hope in kind regards, you all do not mind. I have grown close to many of you, and I truly feel you will not judge me for wanting to open up and expose myself in a deeper way than just that of showing myself in a diaper or answering a question about how to be little. I want to take a moment and write a few paragraphs about myself so that you all can see a visual image with everything I offer.
Yes, I am Neverland. To me, Neverland is a place that is of safety and beauty. I am not Peter Pan or Wendy or Tinkerbell, though they often come home to me. I am the youth and creativity and beauty of it all. It’s why I’ve called myself Neverland and it’s something I’m awfully fond of.
That being said, I want to go into my ageplay side a little more and express why I am the way I am.
Since the age of five, diapers and being “little” have always been something special to me. I have always given the spiel that I got caught wearing a diaper at the store when I was five and that’s the truth of it all, as simple as it sounds. We all have our ways in how we became an ageplayer or diaper lover and when people write in and tell me their stories, I adore it. It’s taken a long time for me to accept myself, and in truth, I still am. I write about accepting one’s self and loving one’s self but, in truth, I even find it hard at times. I struggle and cry and blow up at being who I am, but I do write such words in hopes to inspire even myself to know that this is all alright and I am a beautiful and amazing person. Trust me when I say, like many of you, I look at the mirror and I struggle a lot too.
I grew up a geek, unwanted, pushed into dumpsters and toilets for having ugly teeth and unkind beauty; I grew up poor with a split family where my mom was on the side and my dad had another life. I grew up hungry with orange rust water and moldy bread and never having funds for much of anything. I grew up never understanding it all, but I did grow up - yet in a way, I did not. I am still a little girl at heart and it’s something that I may not understand, even with all of my psychology background, but it’s something I adore and cherish with every inch of my heart. Everyone has their stories, like I said, and no one’s life is perfect. I’m not one to judge and compare. but I am simply sharing.
The point of me telling you about such awful times is that I think that even though we may all have hard times, the world of ageplay and the community we all are in, should we accept it and our selves, can help save us all. We may come from different backgrounds and histories, but with the love and cherish we give to our little sides, we find the happiness that many of us savor, need, and adore. At least, I find it there. Ageplay to me, and the friendships I have made, the love I share with my fiance who accepts me with all of his heart, and the workings I am making in my life to accept myself as a whole is a progression in life I am thankful every day for. It’s something that I find beautiful and amazing and lovely. It’s why I write in this blog and spend hours replying to people (and you don’t see half the asks I reply to, as they ask for privacy). I may not be quick, but I do my best to listen and help and be there.
I have been overwhelmed by this beautiful community. The love it’s given me and the kind words. People often say they are fans of me and I instead, ask them for call me their friend. I am not famous nor will I ever be. I am just me, a writer who is learning to accept their selves for all their imperfections and guide those who may be lost in the same way to such a goal and hold hands of all others who simply need a friend by their side. The reality of it all, what we have and what we can have is amazing and I adore sharing each and every word, picture, and love that I can offer.
I have also been overwhelmed with the niceness of gifts people have offered through my wishlist on Amazon. I would not be close to going to Chicago’s Capcon without those who got me the Southwest gift cards (we’re almost there, too! Just a bit more to go and our “return” flights will be paid off), or the gifts of diapers when I was out and needed them, and just all the random things that I simply cannot have right now due to the medical issues ongoing in our lives. And oh, God, that. The love, support, and emotion everyone has offered in care for Ryan’s surgery, my future surgery, and our health has brought me to a place I cannot put into words. You all are amazing. Every time someone messages and asks how Ryan is doing, I’m so overwhelmed.
I will hush now in my quiet yet open story and simply say thank you. Thank you for accepting me into your world and allowing me to show you a part of my life as you show me all of yours. I adore being an ageplayer and I adore all of you.
It’s a beautiful thing, ageplay, and never, ever forget.
But, too, never forget this: friendship, that too is beautiful. Maybe even just a bit more so.
ps. you can now access my blog from imawaytoneverland.com :)