One Spooky CG!... Or One Sweet CG.
A little story.
Once upon a time, there was a very spooky CG. Everyone who passed by him was a little spooked. They'd hide their face, they'd hide their ears, knowing he was loud. He didn't shy away, either! Sometimes, he was very impulsive. He'd jump out, and shout, "Boo!", to keep all the others away. But it wouldn't always make him so happy.
So spooky! So dangerous! So evil! So untrustworthy! All these words made this spooky CG feel bad. If he was so bad, then how could he be good for his little one?
This spooky CG wasn't all by himself. Hiding around him, in his big shadow everyone else said was scary, his tiny, little one, always thought he was the sweetest.
"My CG isn't scary," the little tot would say, anytime he would hold their hands. "But look what others say," he would show, just for a little "no!" to halt his thoughts.
"You're not spooky!" the tiny would say, as they recalled the way their CG was just so sweet. When they'd play hide and seek, the little one was never scared to be found. Only glad! So joyful, to see their CG, unable to stop giggling.
"You're not dangerous!" the tiny would say, as they recalled the way their CG was so protective. Anytime the tiny would fall, would cry, or feel down, they would crawl for safety in their CG's arms. Arms that were comforting and soft, swaying and gentle, to soothe the pain such a little soul had.
"You're not evil!" the tiny would say, as they recalled the way their CG was so giving. Whenever the silly baby would want snacks, more gummies and treats, if they were good, their CG would let them. Would say, "oh, alright", and give them hugs, spoiling them with every new treat, whatever they liked, whatever they deserved.
"You're not untrustworthy!" the tiny would say, as they recalled the way their CG was their CG. It was important. To be so tiny, to be so so vulnerable, and to lie in his arms, was a gift like no other. To trust their CG with this little headspace was so important, and so so true.
"You're right, little one," the spooky--no, sweet--CG would say, bundling their precious up to cradle. "I'm not spooky," he agreed. "I love to make you smile and laugh when I say 'boo', not cry. I'm not dangerous. I love to keep you safe, and have fun at the same time. I'm not evil. Being with you, and taking care of my little one makes me so happy. I'm not untrustworthy, because if my little one trusts in me, I know I am good."
CGs come in many shapes and sizes. This one, was spooky to everyone else, but such a sweet CG. Taking care of such a sweet little was all that mattered most. It was so sweet, so healing, to be trusted for such a soft space. This sweet CG loved his little one, and the safety that being a CG brought. The comfort, the knowledge that no matter what others say, he was a safe, good, sweet, and protective CG.
Nothing less. And he loves his kiddo for life.
Ah, finished!! I really really hope you enjoy this, anon! This is such a tender and touching story for me, I hope you genuinely enjoy. I relate to this deeply, irl, I am always considered incredibly spooky and intimidating the same way, for different reasons. But I love love love being a CG, it's so so so healing, it's so sweet and soft, to be so good in little ones' eyes. It heals me so, so deeply. I relate so much to it, thank you so so so so so so much for asking me to write this, you have no idea how much this helps me too. Thank you again so so so so so much!!
Dividers by @sunnimals.