Abysitter.com Survey Results - Part II

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Abysitter.com Survey Results - Part I

Abysitter.com Survey Results

January 10, 2011

Part I

On January 9th I posted a survey and invited readers of my blog to take it. In a period of twenty-four hours, sixty of you did. I was overwhelmed and, I must say, pretty pleased. My blog gets 100, 150, 200 viewers a day, but sometimes days will go by between comments or messages. I was expecting a dozen or so respondents. Sixty? You guys rock.

And I say guys because, among the other things I learned, I learned that my blog is a virtual sausagefest. Which shouldn't be a surprise. But 96% male?

Below are the details of what I've learned. If you haven't taken the survey yet, please do. I'll be posting a link to it in the right side of my blog and, over time, I'll be developing more surveys. Thanks for taking this one... and hope you continue to take them!

Gender

My blog is primarily male, as I mentioned above: 96% male, 4% female.

Age

I'd always pictured my readership as being a mixture of older guys and middle-aged guys, with some younger guys thrown in. I was suprised to learn that, at least among respondents to the survey, my blog viewers tend to be on the young side! Nearly 50% of my readers are college aged, and three-quarters are under age 30.

24% (14)18-20

22% (13)21-23

17% (10)24-26

13% (8)27-29

12% (7)30-34

3% (2)35-39

1% (1)40-44

1% (1)45-49

1% (1)50-54

1% (1)55-59

0% (0)60-64

0% (0)Older Than 65

0% (0)Younger Than 18

Username

I was hoping that people would include usernames so I could figure out who was reading my blog. Fifteen people did, and I know two little Canuckistanians well enough to know them by their answers.

Primary AB/DL Classification

36% of my readers consider themselves primarily adult babies, and 18% teenbabies or collegebabies, totaling 54% on the AB side of the fetish. 31% consider themselves primarily DLs, 8% furries,1% pups, and 3% "none of these". There were no daddies, mommies, or sitters responding to my survey.

Secondary AB/DL Classification

I asked respondents to list all of the roles that they plan in this fetish/lifestyle. They broke down as follows:

70% Adult Baby

70% Diaper Lover

70% Collegebaby/Teenbaby

26% Daddy or Sitter

18% Babyfur

16% Pup

15% Sissybaby

10% listed themselves as something other than above, and the fill-in answers to this question included big bro (3), lion cub (1), living bear costume (1), and little boy (1). And 0% considered themselves mommies.

Fetishes

I asked respondents to list other fetishes, as well.

85% (46) Ageplay/Roleplay

70% (38) Diaper Discipline

64% (35) Spanking

46% (25) Bondage

42% (23) Watersports/Piss

22% (12) Scat/Messy

37% (20) Pup Play

37% (20) Underwear/Speedo/Briefs

14% (8) Other Fetish

Among the 'other' responses: humiliation; spit; tickling; PVC; rubber/latex; cross-dressing; wedgies; facials; shaving; feet.

Sexuality

The majority of my respondents were gay: 63%, or 18 of 60 respondents. An equal amount were bi (18%, or 11 respondents) and straight (18%, or 11 respondents.)

Location

I asked respondents to enter their location, and most did. I found that a number of my blog readers hail from a number of centralized location, including Orlando (6), Ontario (6), the state of Iowa (3), the state of Washington (3), and the state of Kansas (3). In addition, I had readers from New Hampshire, Vancouver, Ottowa, Washington, DC, Philadelphia, Texas, California, Colorado, North Carolina, Rhode Island, Connecticut, New York, and Arizona. In addition, respondents came from Australia, Germany, Ireland, France, and the UK.

Regularity

I was surprised to learn that more than one-half of my blog readers visit the blog once a week or less. I typically get 100 viewers per day minimum, and I've had 150, 200, and over 500 on certain days. I always wonder if it's the same 100 people who come every day, or if my blog is really growing. Turns out at least fifty of the people who visit my blog each day only come by once a week; making the math work for me, that means that a minimum of 350 people view my blog every week, and the other 350 on a daily basis. That's a lot of readers!

20% of my viewers, on the other hand, visit the blog on a daily basis; another 18% come to the view the blog several times each week. Yay for loyalty! And, surprisingly, 10% of the respondents were viewing the blog for the first time.

To Be Continued...

Half of you won't read the rest of this for another week. One-fifth of you will read the remaining survey results tomorrow. Stay tuned...

...and thanks, again, for responding!!

An Open Letter to "Collegebaby Chad"

CHRIS'S NOTE: Last week I got an email from a college baby. It was very long, and very personal. I didn't reply immediately, and by the time I did - taking the time to write a really well thought-out reply that I thought would be helpful - the person who emailed me had deleted his email account. It bounced back and I felt sick to my stomach thinking someone had hoped I'd hit him back with some help only to be ignored.

I know that we sometimes have 'diaper guilt', especially in college, though; for that reason I am going to print my reply here. I hope that the person who wrote me is a regular reader of my blog, as he stated in his email, and sees this year.

NOTE TO CHAD: Email me, or text me, if/when you read this.

Chad:

First of all, I want to thank you for taking the time to email me. I'm not sure if you deleted your email account for a reason unrelated to your email message to me; I certainly hope you didn't do anything stupid, and that you are still reading my blog. At the very least I'll hope that, if you are taking a break from diapers, you'll come back to it. And see my blog. And see this entry. And get back in touch.

I feel guilty, now, for taking a couple of days to get back to you. After I re-read your email tonight, when mine to you bounced back, I saw it a different way, with a little bit more urgency to its tone. I should have replied right away, if only to let you know that I'd be waiting until I got home to get on the PC, but I did not. I hope you didn't misconstrue that as my ignoring you, because that is not the case at all.

I know something about being depressed in college. In fact, you have no idea how much I know about it. And I have to say, because I remember it as if it was yesterday, it means that much more that you would write to me seeking help.

If someone had told my depressed diaper-wearing ass when I was eighteen years old that a college kid would be writing to me a bunch of years down the road because he saw me as someone he could turn to, I would've laughed. First because, at times, I would've thought that I wouldn't make it years down the road. Second, I wouldn't have thought I'd ever meet someone else into diapers. Things were pretty bleak back then, so considering the difference between my freshman year and yours makes me appreciate some things in my own life. Thank you for that.

I understand the kind of feelings that you are experiencing. I used to drive to a mall, Pamp up in the parking lot, and just drive around in diapers to get my 'fix', so what you've told me doesn't sound strange to me at all. I'd get so irritated because my roommate freshman year didn't go to class when he was supposed to; I'd be all ready to get that hour of toddler time in and he'd make up some lame excuse to stay in bed. Sometimes it almost felt like he was doing it on purpose, just to keep me 18 - crazy, of course, since he couldn't have known.

I learned quickly, though, Chad. I got a post office box and had diaper samples sent to it. Today you can order a whole case that way. And, sophomore year, I moved off campus to my own place. I realized that my diaper habits made getting a college roommate troublesome at best, so I managed without one.

But I was still depressed. I had a ton of friends, dude, but sometimes I felt like it was me and me alone. At night I'd sit on my balcony and realize how alone I felt and, believe me, there were times I didn't want to go back inside. I realize now, of course, that anything else would have been stupid. When I was young, though, it was different. It was like every day seemed so fucking important, and if it didn't go well - or, worse, if it did go well but I still felt depressed anyway - I thought: wow, Chris, your life is really worth shit. What's the point?

If you had met me at age 18, 19, 20, 21 you would have no idea that anything was wrong. I had a great life, full of friends and fun. It's this damn fucking fetish that made me miserable. Every night I'd diaper up and wish I didn't have to. I'd jerk off in a diaper and be pissed at myself for doing it. Because, as normal as it seemed in high school, and as normal as it seems now, in college life is all about socializing and dating. When you're looking for that dream dude, or dream girl, and you meet someone who might be him or her, you're filled with this sense of doom: at some point I'm going to have to tell them about diapers, or quit. Neither seems particularly appealing. And I remember so well not wanting to even bother meeting anyone because of it...

I often joke with my ABDL friends about wishing that a time machine existed. If one did, I say, I would go back to age two, and relive the whole experience all over again. I'd be in heaven. I'd appreciate everything more. And, when I got old enough to go back into the time machine, I'd do it all over again. Not that I don't want to be older than two, because often I do. But... often, I don't. And if I could go back...

But I'd also set it for age 17.

I remember, to this day, the way I felt the day after prom. We were having an after-prom party at a friend's cabin on the lake. I think I kissed a girl, and I believe that I tried to swim way too far for everyone else's comfort, and scared people. I kind of remember those things. What I remember, clear as day, is knowing that my life was about to change. And being scared and apprehensive about what it meant for me.

If I could go back to that day, that's where I'd start over (save for being a baby). And I'd do things differently. Way differently.

I'd meet more people; I'd just walk up into crowds of people I didn't feel comfortable meeting and say "here the fuck I am, and my name is Cwis." I'd take chances that I didn't take. I'd take a job or two that I turned down. And I'd look for more friends in the diaper community at an earlier age...

I envy you, Chad. When I was 18 there was barely an internet, and diaper sites weren't in existence yet. You have your choice of more than a dozen of them, with thousands of ABDLs on the web. Sure, it's true that you chose to go to school in the middle of nowhere, and that you can't find anyone in your area right now, but dude... you have three more years to go and then you're free to relocate to anywhere. In the world. And there are some diaper hotspots out there just waiting for you to move in and transform them.

You made a choice to go to college where you're going, and from what you said in your email it's the right choice for you. So don't regret it. Work your diapered (or, in your case, not-diapered-enough) ass off and get that 4.0. Go out, get a good job, and start saving. Buy a house, put in a nursery, and never look back.

I wish I could be 18 again, bro.

I envy you. You are a lucky little dude, even if right now you don't see it.

It's funny that you say that you're jealous of me. My blog paints a rosy picture of my life, eh? Filled with diapering hot boys, and fun-filled days of ageplay, etc., right? The reality is much different. I've diapered a ton of guys, but what you're seeing is nearly two decades of diapering rolled up into one neat little package. So to think that I don't have periods where I'd like things to be different, even now... you have no idea. There are a lot of ABDL guys I'd still like to meet, and a lot I'd like to diaper. And, more importantly, I'd like to have a positive effect on the community even more than I have.

(Plus, to be straight up, I still like to be the baby sometimes, and when you have a blog called abysitterdotfuckingcom that's pretty much out when it comes to anyone who gets in touch with you. Wahhhhhh!)

Basically, what I'm saying is, whenever you're ready to trade places with me, I'm all about it.

I'm not sure if you have friends outside of this community, or if you're actually saying you have no friends at college period - if that's the case you need to go out and meet some people. Believe me when I say, diapers will always be there. And they get cheaper and easier to get every year. And more and more people trickle into this community every year, as well. So rest easy knowing that your life in this community is just beginning, and from everything you told me, I have no doubt you're going to take it by storm.

Use the next three years to excel in school and start looking at grad schools, and then pick a part of the country rife with diaperboys to move to. Take this time to get to know people at school, and people in the community, as well. Believe me when I say, there are a ton of little 18-21 year-old collegebabies who would piss themselves for the chance to talk to you. (Not that they're not pissing themselves anyway). Put out some feelers on sites like RUPadded.com - or look at the list of links to the right for more - and get to meeting. And remember how lucky you are that you get the chance to. I used to sit in my Mustang on the banks of the Niagara river, depressed, and I had zero options. You have a ton. It'll just take time.

As for those feelings of depression, guilt, and shame you are talking about... I understand those, too. That's college, kid. Right now you're super-aware of your surroundings, and how out-of-place you feel in them when you get those infancy urges. Can I just say something? Fuck counseling.You, me, and thousands of other diaper dudes out there have an instinctive need to wear diapers. Stop trying to fix it, because it can't be fixed. Stop feeling guilty about it, because it's not something you have an ounce of control over. It is as much a part of you as your love for swimming and your dislike of academics. You can get all As, but you may never grow to like school; you can quit the team, but you'll always have two hours in the afternoon you know you should be doing sets in the water. You can quit wearing diapers, but you'll always miss them - and not wearing them will probably feel just as wrong then as wearing them probably does, now.

Depression sucks, Chad. Meet some people, have some fun, sit under a heat lamp, or even see a doctor if you need to. Do what you need to do in able to get through it. Because bro... I've diapered nearly one hundred people, and had lots of crazy Pampered fun, but at your age you know how many ABDLs I'd met? Zeeeeero. The fun, my friend, is definitely ahead of you. But not if you do something dumb. So start envisioning it, and planning it, and over the next few years? DO IT.

And, if you're reading this, hit me up to let me know how it's going.

And when you're ready to switch places with me. Lucky little fucker... ;)

Cwis

Please take my poll!

I have created a poll, and would appreciate it very much if each of my readers would take a moment to click on the link below and answer the poll questions.

http://www.misterpoll.com/polls/513098

Most of the questions are multiple choice. A few are fill-in-the-blank and there are a few essay questions, too. ALL OF THE QUESTIONS ARE OPTIONAL. Please answer those you can.

Taking the poll will give me a better idea of who my readers are.

Thank you for taking the time...

Cwis

Shellback Ceremony?

Owen Honors is the navy officer who was demoted yesterday after videos he made a few years ago surfaced in the media. The videos used sexually suggestive language, gay slurs, and other offensive material.

Today's Washington Post discusses his fate - as well as the Navy's "Shellback Ceremony" which involves - surprise, surprise - a huge diaper.

"Other former Navy officers acknowledged that ribald humor, similar in nature to the sexual innuendo in Honors's videos, is a storied part of Navy tradition. For decades ships have held elaborate "Shellback" ceremonies for sailors making their first trip across the equator. These rituals typically have involved young sailors in drag and licking grape jelly from the belly button of a fat sailor who is dressed in an oversized diaper.

The Navy has made periodic efforts to clamp down on the Shellback initiations, urging commanders to dispense with belly-licking and "beauty contests" in which male sailors dress up as women. Navy commanders also have begun to play a more prominent role in monitoring the shipboard ceremonies to ensure that sailors aren't offended."

Don't ask, don't tell!

The link to the article is below:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2011/01/04/AR2011010405432.html?hpid=topnews

From Baby Jimmy, some HAWT Baby New Year pics. Great way to start '11, thanks Jimmy!

UPDATE: Jimmy found these pictures online, and sent them to me. They are from a website which features an annual Baby New Year every year. Jimmy linked me to the site, and I posted it in the original blog entry, but since I sent it via email to my email address with Blogger it cut off the last paragraph after the picture. Thanks to everyone who pointed me in the direction of this site, which I had never seen, but Jimmy did indeed include the site with the pics when he sent them to me. :D

Furry Logic?

A book I found in Sarasota, FL. It's filled with quotes about living from different animals points of view. Cute, eh?

Happy New Year!

Thanks to everyone who sent me text, YIM, and RUP greetings yesterday! I got back to everyone that I saw, so if I missed you, sowwy, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Does anyone have any cute AdultBaby New Year pics? (PLEASE?!?!)

If you got any cuteness, email it TODAY to abysitter@gmail.com.

I was hacked!!

I just found out that my account on a diaper community site, and my YIM (for which I had foolishly set the same password) were both accessed by a third party.

If you sent me a message of any importance and I did not respond, I apologize. Re-send it.

If you received a message from me on YIM that doesn't seem characteristic of me, it may have been from someone accessing my account. Let me know.

I've since changed my YIM password. You can safely send me IMs there again.

A few tips:

- Remember that diaper social networking websites have moderators. Most to a great job of running the sites, and I salute them. But they CAN see your mail messages, and on some sites can even delete and send messages. Never share information of a personal nature on a social networking site (except Facebook); save that for email.

- Make sure your YIM, MSN, Skype, and AOL passwords are not the same as your social networking site passwords. And ALWAYS have an entirely separate password for your email account.

I'm pretty sure I know who logged into my Yahoo account, but if you have any direct knowledge of it you'd like to share, email me: abysitter@gmail.com.

Cwis

Baby Jeffy

Some pictures from Baby Jeffy. These were with a batch from before, so I may have already posted them... if you've seen them before, sorry! And, you're welcome again! ;]

Have diaper pics you want to contribute? Hit me up: abysitter@gmail.com. Just be 18+.

Mystery Solved...

Where Did You Find Me?

Every once in a while my blog gets a spike in traffic, usually when we get linked by an ABDL website or other source. Today has seen a TON of views; wondering where you're all coming from?

If you're a new reader to my blog, email me at abysitter@gmail.com and let me know where you found me?

Thanks,

Cwis

Upstate New York - Get-Together?

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Christmas 2009 Revisited

I AM GOING TO TRY TO DO A FWESH NEW BLOG ENTRY FOR CWISMAS 2011 BUT IN CASE I DON'T GET A CHANCE TO, CHECK OUT THIS ENTRY FROM TWO YEARS AGO...

http://abysitter.blogspot.com/2008/12/ghosts-of-christmas-diapers-past.html