I don't exactly fit the mold as an age regressor, little into DDLG, or an ABDL. For me, it's not sexual in any way EVER (I can't be in that space and... just... ew, can't think of those things). However, I still like heavy dominance. The problem isn't finding a label for what I am, but accepting who I am and why this lifestyle comforts me so much. My main age range is zero to two, so today I went to Walmart to pick up some new pacifiers (I have an extremely small mouth so only toddler pacifiers fit) and I went into the baby toy aisle. I picked up a plush fox that rattled, a chime that you attach to a carseat, and I was filled with an overwhelming urge to play, to indulge in my habits. Then, I told myself that it wasn't okay, it's weird, not societally right, I should push off these urges, this "fetish" some people call it, but I would never tell anyone else that, I would tell to play and be a happy baby. Why then, do I hate myself doing it so much and say I shouldn't when I believe people should live their best life and not listen to what others have to say? I'm a volunteer, I give back to my community, but I feel so guilty doing this for myself and I don't understand why, so I need advice.