An AB in the Military???
Sounds just a little out of place, doesn't it?? Well I'll tellya all how it happened.
When I was 16, I was living with my father in Arkansas. Somehow or another, he found me out.
He really didn't know how to react. For the longest time, he thought I was a pedophile. He really
didn't trust me around other little kids, and my manhood was in question. I turned 17, a month later all of this happened, and took the ASVAB.
I scored very high, and was getting offers from all the services. I finally thought that if I joined the service, he would see that I was a man,
and that I was ready to put all of this childish stuff behind me.
He even went so far as to threaten me with committment to a mental institution. That worried me, and I made my decision. So I joined the National Guard, and spent my summer vacation
between my junior and senior years of high school in Boot Camp. Yup, I wasted my last summer being a kid to be a grownup...
When I got back, the issue never came up again.
So a year later, after graduating High School, I went to the Active military.
I was married at 19, and just when I thought that I was over being a baby, it came back, as it always does.
I seperated from my wife after 50 weeks being married. I call that my lost year. And I really dont want to think about it.
That is when I met Briana, in a military vehicle school. We became fast friends, and very attached to each other.
She found out that I wet the bed. I warned her, though. And after seeing that she really accepted me for what I was, we
were inseperable.
I just told her that I was an AB about a month ago, and shortly after I accepted the fact myself. She has been very understanding of this.
If the military ever found out, on the other hand, I would be a dead duck... But, I get out in another month, and plan to marry Briana.
I no longer worry about it... Bue some people wonder how I can really be a baby all the time... Well, this is how I see it. I may not always be dressed as a baby, but believe me, there is always something that you can find in my character if you look closely, that will show you that I am in fact really just a child that wants to be held, loved, played with, and babied. I am, and will always be, Toddler Alan, whether I am in uniform or not, and I now accept that.
I want to thank all the people that helped me realize it, and even my father, regardless of what he knows now, or doesn't know. Hee Hee!!
Wanna Go Home? I Do...
