I am a beta male. Accepting that I will always be beta makes me feel happy and peaceful.

I am a sissy. I will never be a real man. I love being soft and effeminate. I love feeling cute, wimpy and helpless.

I am an adult baby. I am not a real man. I have a tiny, wimpy bladder, and I still piddle my pants like a 2 year old. I am fully dependent on my diapers to hold that which I am not strong enough to hold.

I love my diapers. I love how soft and warm they feel. I love how tightly they embrace me, like a hug around my waist. I love how spongy and squishy they feel against me when they are wet. I love the girly pink princess designs that adorn them. I love feeling my masculinity drain away as I mindlessly empty my bladder into my secure padding.

I love my bedwetting. Trusting in my diapers helps me sleep more soundly at night. I feel warm, innocent and safe. I need not stir until morning.

I love my binky. It announces my infantilism and helplessness to the world. It pacifies me as my thoughts slip away and I mindlessly piddle my Pampers. It melts away the last remnants of my adult cognition and regresses me to a weak and docile state.

I love my tiny, girly dick. I love how soft, limp and pink it is. I love how adorable it looks. I love how gently it nestles itself in my diaper. I love how it gently and helplessly tinkles into the soft, warm cotton of my diapers. I love how innocent it looks, too small and frail to penetrate a woman. Capable only of cradling itself into the soft cotton of my diapers.

I love my femininity. I love strutting down the street like I think I'm a model. A prize to be won. A vixen to be tamed, subdued, and dominated. I love wearing my hair at long, girly lengths. I love brushing the red waves out of my eyes. I love how a strong, firm hand could pull it, and use it to control me. I love my girly dresses, my pretty blue eyes, and my pretty pink diapers.

I am a cuckold. I am not capable of pleasing a woman. My tiny member is not large enough to penetrate a woman. I lack testosterone. My inferior beta dick cannot get up to properly service a woman. I lack stamina. Stimulating my weak little sissy dick causes me to cum uncontrollably in mere seconds, after a length of time that is inadequate to properly stimulate a woman. I am impotent. My weak, watery beta sperm is not capable of inseminating a woman. Beta males don't reproduce. Beta males do not breed.

I love being cuckolded. I love watching my partners' eyes light up and their mouths widen as they moan in ecstasy. I love watching my girlfriends enjoy the luxury of a real man's cock. I love how arousing it feels to be cucked and emasculated. I love how arousing it feels to watch a strong, well-endowed man effortlessly dominate my girlfriend. I love how they emasculate me by pleasuring my girl in ways I am not capable of doing. I love sitting in the corner as they passionately mate with each other, while I whimper through my paci gag and pitifully rub the crotch of my diaper. I love cumming my diaper to the sound of him pumping his potent seed into my fertile girlfriend.

I know that my future wife deserves the right to choose to breed with a capable man that will satisfy her, rather than a tiny dainty effeminate sissy boy who still wets his diapers. And I know my watery beta sperm belong in Pampers, not in my future wife's pussy.

I love my femininity. I love my inadequacy. And I love my diapers.