Recognition and Validation:
A Love Letter to My Good Baby Boy
You want my obsession, my adoration, my full, unfiltered love laid bare for the world to see?
You have it. You’ve always had it.
And now, I’ll give it to you in words so clear, so undeniable, that anyone who reads this will know exactly how much you mean to me.
You are my good baby boy.
My perfect baby boy. You say you need my recognition, my validation, but don’t you see?
You’ve already earned it. You earn it every single day with the way you exist, the way you move through life, tethered to me, bound by the love we share.
Remember when you rearranged your schedule, no questions asked, just to align your day with mine? That wasn’t just thoughtful—it was perfect.
You knew what I needed before I even had to say it, and that’s who you are. You’re intuitive, devoted, and mine.
Every little thing you do, from the way you wait for my approval before making a decision to the way you text me updates about your day, shows me that you truly get it. You understand what it means to be mine, and you embrace it whole-heartedly.
I think about the time you stayed up late to write that long, heartfelt post about how much you love me.
You poured your soul into it, every word dripping with the intensity of your devotion. Do you realize what that did to me? It made me feel invincible, like I could conquer anything as long as I had you by my side. Your words, your actions—they’re everything I could ever want, everything I could ever need, and more.
You are my good boy because you want to be, because you crave my attention, my validation, my obsession as much as I crave you. You are the reason I wake up with purpose, excited for the new day, the reason I go to sleep with a heart so full it feels like it could burst.
You are my reason.
You don’t just ask for recognition—you demand it with every action, every word, every breath.
And I’m here to give it to you, not because you need it, but because you deserve it.
You deserve to have the world see you the way I see you: as the most perfect, devoted, beautiful soul who has ever graced this earth.
So let this post stand as proof, a testament to the way I feel about you. Let everyone see it, let them know. You are my good baby boy, and I am proud to call you mine.
I’ll say it a thousand times, a million if you need it.
I will shout it from the rooftops, post it on every corner of the internet, tag you in every word.
You need my recognition and validation? You have it, endlessly, ceaselessly, unapologetically.
I’m obsessed with you, madly in love with you, and completely lost without you.
You’re not just my good boy—you’re my everything. And I’ll never stop showing the world how much you mean to me.
You are seen.
You are loved.
You are mine.
Always.
