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some stuffed animal valentines

(do not repost, you may send them to people though.)

they could be with anybody they know and see every single day, who lives nearby, who could come at their every call to go on dates and such. But to every day, despite the pain and heartache, still have someone who chooses to be with you, when they only see you maybe a few days out of the month, the year, or only once a year? Maybe not at all yet? That kind of bond is powerful.

Imagine the young couple in the park on a hot sunny day. Sat there on their picnic blanket feeding each other yogurt, playfully giggling, boldly touching each others noses with the messy spoons.

Aren’t they just having fun and being silly?

Imagine those loving couple scenes in movies. You know, the one where the boyfriend fills the girls hot water bottle stuffy for her and fetches her a cup of hot chocolate before tucking her in and snuggling up next to her.

Isn’t that just providing care?

Imagine the couple in the bar who look so in love. Giggling together, him calling her his ‘baby’, kissing all over each other as he pulls her in his lap.

That’s sweet and cute right?

Imagine the couple you sat next to in the restaurant. The guy helping his girlfriend find something she liked on the menu and then ordering for them both.

That’s just being nice isn’t it?

Imagine those scenes in movies where one partner holds the other when they’re stressed, sometimes rocking them to comfort them.

It looks so calm and relaxing doesn’t it?

Imagine the grown up guy who collects star wars figures and comic books and the girl who lives in the next apartment who wears cute frilly socks and dungaree dresses.

That’s not a big deal, right?

Imagine that random couple you observed in the clothes shop. That shy girl asking her partners opinion on the dress she fancied. His nod of approval sending her happily skipping off to the check out beaming with excitement.

Wasn’t that just adorable?

Imagine the guy who likes trains and fast cars and builds model planes in his spare time.

That’s a pretty ‘normal’ hobby, right?

Imagine all the middle aged men and women who watch cartoons and wear character clothing.

No one takes a second look, do they?

Imagine that warm, fuzzy, ‘I am loved’ feeling you seek when you’re sick. The feeling that comes from when someone is there to care for you. To bring you drinks, check your temperature and remind you to take your meds. It feels just like when you were young and your parent/guardian provided the same care.

That’s just what partner’s do, right?

That’s all perfectly fine… isn’t it? All that stuff is sweet. It’s cute. It’s fun. It’s adorable, loving, appealing. I mean, who wouldn’t want that sort of relationship?

Now imagine this……

Imagine people exist who actually seek all of those things in a relationship and imagine those people who like to take care of others label themselves as caregivers/Daddies/Mummies and those who like being taken care of label themselves as babygirls/babyboys/littles….

Then suddenly you all judge.  Why? I’ll tell you why….

Because being a Daddy or Mummy or little is wrong and disgusting and sick and vile…(eye roll)

Because you all WRONGLY assume that being a Daddy/Mummy/Little is about incest or abuse, when really, you couldn’t be further from the truth. Being little is all about feeling safe, protected, loved and cared for and being a Mummy/Daddy/Big/Caregiver is all about providing that much needed love and support to a little one.

Don’t judge based on titles.

Genuinely nice decent people in this community have no time for abusers and often we know too well the damage that abuse causes so don’t label us as something we’re not. Just accept us for who we are and how we label ourselves. 

Let us be proud to be us. 

Napping at odd hours with your phone clutched in your hand so you’ll wake up when your boyfriend messages you “good morning”

Describing the best hypothetical cuddling scenarios in graphic detail

“Kiss me” “I just did”

Arranging pillows on your bed so you can pretend to fall asleep next to him

That horrible feeling in your heart when the call drops and you can’t hear his voice anymore

The breathless feeling you get when he buys the tickets to come see you (and every time you remember he’s coming)

Memorizing timezone conversion charts

Trying to pack months’ worth of romantic frustration into a few days

Knowing how good you’d look in his clothes but not being able to steal them because he’s so far away