Dear Daddy: What do you mean by erogenous zones and control points on a boy?

Daddy I saw what you said about the pic of the boy standing, of his 12 erogenous zones and 3 control points – I am just wondering if you could elaborate, what are those erogenous zones and control points that you see on the boy?

I think I’ve written about several things like this in the past, touching on the ‘micro-tells’ a body betrays itself with. If I recall the photograph and post you mean, he was against a wall with his legs spread slightly, as if waiting. Since I can’t locate that post for direct reference, I will use this one as a stand in. Same basic idea, just the nuances are different based on boy/situation.

Part one: Erogenous Zones.

Arousal causes changes in ‘texture’ of skin, as well as it’s color. Gooseflesh, taught or tight skin, blush or paleness, all these tell me where blood is moving based on his level of arousal. To the common eye a pink cheek is a sign of being sensually stimulated for some boys, but to me i look elsewhere to see where his body is asking for touch. The most sensitive are rarely the brightest places or the most covered in excited bumps; the opposite is often true.
The places where the skin is thin, or pale or tight, is where blood is moving away from and that is where you will find the greatest responses. If my goal (and it usually is) is to engage the entire body in what I’m doing it becomes a game of cat and mouse, redirecting the blood in his body with touch and sensation in other areas. It’s entirely possible to ‘drain the blush’ from a boy by stimulating his body elsewhere. It will come back but there will be a color change when it’s done right just as you can watch that same blush rise up his torso as he comes close to reaching a mechanical climax.
In this example I can see a few places (not the best lighting for a ‘spot’ check, but it will do) that I can point out to illustrate what I’m talking about as well as to make it clear that there is a difference between ‘in the area’ and ‘on the spot’ when you’re analyzing a persons sensual centers.
First up is the most obvious to me is the object of focus for this photo: his butt. This tells me he’s proud of it, finds it attractive or at least knows that others do. This means its a place he accepts attention easily. I call things like this the ‘handshake’ body part. When ‘waking a boy’ up, spots like this will get the least amount of jumping in response to touch and various other stimulation methods.
The whole area is a ‘happy’ place, comfortable to him to receive appreciation but, and perhaps even unbeknownst to him, it’s not his bottom that is the key location: its the swooping crest from inner thigh that runs from directly underneath his pelvis to the outer edge of the crease beneath his cheek as he stands there.  (pictured below where you can actually see the crease; it is directly to either side of his testicles).

“Out of sight” spots like that usually don’t get much attention compared to the ‘obvious’ places and that makes them the real target. You can see the difference in color there as well. It appears discolored compared to other places in the area and that’s a definite flag to pay attention there.
There are many more and for similar reasons you use visual clues mentioned earlier to detect them. For a short list:  Mid to upper crest of the ear. Note the red color? A cool slow breath (as if silently whistling or cooling off a hot liquid) across there but then gently bite and exhale across the lobe warming it.  After that comes the roads less traveled like back of knee, inner thigh above knee but stopping mid-thigh.

These things are like untangling a mass of strings: you start with the piece you can readily work with and go from there. He loves his butt, share that appreciation with him and then show him just how little he’s experienced of what his body can do.

Part Two: Control Points.

Control points are a similar idea to the erogenous zone manipulation described above; they are places you can use minimal pressure to assert dominance and maintain the appearance of control enhancing his sensation of ‘submission’ and the release that brings.
The thing about control and submission is that what you (as a dom) need to do most is to use a boys instinct against himself, so that he goes further into the ‘headspace’ of submission. By making his body ‘revolt’ against his control you help strip that illusion from him so he can truly get the release he needs.To do this you play on the basic instinct that pleasure is something you wish to prolong and increase.
It’s base instinct to want to remain where you feel good, and there are somethings you can do that feel VERY good to someone else but by slowly easing away you force them to move back to meet your touch once more. Through practice and close attention you won’t need to move much at all to demonstrate the control I’m talking about here.
In the case of places like this on the body the image gives me a few to work with. If my memory serves, this and the original also expose those same places. Pushing down on the small of his back, a moderate grip on the nape of his neck, pinning his hands to either of those two places, these are a basic idea of what I’m talking about here.
Taking it further with a finger tip in the right place, with the right pressure, you don’t need to use your hands to keep a boy prone and no I don’t mean on his boybutton. That’s too easy. Control, to be effective, can’t be common or easily shaken off like that can be. I mean very specific places that can literally control a boy’s physical motions. Those are more ‘hardcore’ and uncomfortable in general but a bit of discomfort can ground a boy and keep him from drifting too far away without being guided there.
I think of them like anchors or tethers, they keep him close to home while things are going on. The trick with some is in how you use them. The backs of his knees for example. If he’s to ‘stay with his hands on the wall’ then stepping in behind him and knocking them up slightly so he has to sit back onto your legs can cause that momentary feeling of falling that’s immediately replaced by being caught and safe again. Done right, there is no risk of falling but it is that instinct that we’re playing with here.
The most obvious control points I touched on earlier in this section: the wrists (overlapped and placed on either the small of the back, or over the nape of his neck for double control effect) and when you combine that with one of the other two spots (being the same nape or back spot) while pressing the wrist into the other a boy gets a sense of being completely under control.

To illustrate the combination:
His hands are brought together in the small of his back. My right hand firmly holds them in place. My knees snake in behind his and by lifting upward with my feet I destabilize him making him stagger or hop slightly which is when I step in and ensure he goes no where but back onto my legs and against my chest. With my  left hand hand I press his neck into the wall as I gently lean foward and slide a quick cooling breath down his ear before I bite the lobe and growl.
I think you get the idea.
A boy’s body is both map and guidebook to a trained eye. There are so many ways a body betrays you that there are numerous books written about it. I however am not interested in ‘lie detection’ or playing poker. The only game that happens with me is that I can hear your body talking and we are both conspiring to get rid of that pesky fear of losing control. You don’t have to worry about that when dealing with a Daddy, but especially not with me. I’m going to break you and your body is going to tell me how. 

Addendum by TD&S

It is amazing what a little poke or push can do to the body.
Especially if you have sex that is something besides “missionary with the lights off” a foundational knowledge of the central nervous system and anatomy can reap many benefits.
Let us again look to the first picture that Dirtydaddythings posted. He sees The Booty. A bodyworker (or perhaps a sleep deprived medical student) would see a clear path to the spinal column, which of course is a clear path to the Central Nervous System, or as I like to think of it, the strings of a marionette.
When discussing erogenous zone and control points, what is being activated are the nerves, both central, sympathetic and parasympathetic.   Dont worry, Im gonna show, not tell.
Before we move immediately to The Booty, as DDT does, I want to draw your attention to the boy’s neck area, which is practically shouting for a firm hand to grip it, tenderly but secure to really get into the boy’s mind and help him shut it off. We know it works, and how good it feels for the one on the receiving end.
But why?

Pause button!
Ok, everybody, reach with one to the back of your head. With a finger, gently! feel for the little divot between the back of the skull and the two sides of the neck muscles meeting at the center point.
That divot space is the external occipital protuberance, because it sticks from the occipit bone on the outside of the skull. This area accumulates a lot of knots due to stress and movement, which is why massaging the scalp helps relieve some types of headaches.
A finger there, or under the chin, tipping a boy’s face up, up and thereby closing the space between head and shoulder ridge, are *very* effective for this reason. It is a physically vulnerable spot, and a major area of nerves, and blood flow. Anything you do to this part of the body directly speaks to the lizard brain (those instincts DDT was talking about earlier) sitting cradled in the back of the skull.
Moving along now!

These are the Dermatomes. This is how your skin is wired, connected to the nerves like an old phone switchboard operation, arms and head provided by Cranial and so on, like your power company or phone company. This is kind of where erogenous zones come in, as each person responds to stimuli in each area differently.
Continuing down, we finally (!!!) reach The Booty

This is a representation of the lumbar and sacral vertebrae, and the weird pizza shaped thing is your sacrum. It fuses in childhood, which is why a fetus is able to from a C shape to a S shape spine (hopefully) as it grows into a child having exited the womb.
Im gonna share a secret with y’all. You can quickly lower someone’s blood pressure knowing what you know now.

This technique only works when a person is laying flat on their stomach, face down. Gently place the palm of each hand on the Occipit = back of head(!) and the Sacrum.  Like pressing a button, quickly, carefully press both hands down together, one time. I highly suggest sensual body strokes to sides and the spine, very light pressure. It creates a very sensual experience, when added to the cranial-sacro activation push.
However, there is one last thing…

Let us return to the subject of control points. The bodyworker in this picture is actually using his long fingers to brace and the true force is in his thumbs.
Consider the power then, in your thumbs. The control in “control points” is actually a very subtle thing. It’s not about throwing one’s weight around or yanking a boy’s hair to direct him for a blowjob. Instead, it is about precision. A true Alpha or Dom need never raise their voice or their fist to drive the point home (lolol, point).
Instead, you can nimbly pluck the nerve’s of your sub’s body like a skilled musician giving a virtuoso performance.

Dear Daddy: can fat boys be good sons too?

Sir, I have a question. My daddy and I are very early in our relationship, but I'm nervous about things eventually escalating. I'm a very fat trans boy, and daddy's so slim and sexy... can fat boys be good sons too? 

 

No. 

Now let me tell you why. It’s not your weight nor is it being trans that will stop you: It is your view of yourself. See, before we’ve even spoken you’ve put words between who you are and what I am allowed to see of you. They aren’t bad things in and of themselves BUT when used like this, as reasons you might be disqualified, they become something much worse.
First off take a look at your last sentence: “Can Fat boys be good sons too?” This actually makes me a little cross for a few reasons but lets keep it simple and break it apart as a ‘thought’: “Can X be Y (in spite of X)”? the last part is unspoken but directly implied in the statement and it says that you feel that what you are means you are somehow less capable of being a good boy, that being ‘fat’ or ‘femme’ or ‘trans’ is some sort of disability in terms of being a son.

They aren’t.

Not unless you allow them to take this form. You are too concerned with what a mirror says, what others have said, and that has kept you from reaching out properly for what it is that you wish to be. Anything that makes you feel ashamed is a reason someone will desire you BUT it also is a reason that you can’t be a good boy: it keeps you from looking up.
I know this kind of ‘talk’ can go sideways and get away from me, because I feel VERY strongly about it, but I want to make it perfectly clear here:
The only thing that can keep you from being a good son is YOU. What you focus your thoughts on divides your energy between being who you wish to be and who you feel like you oughtn’t to be. Put aside ‘childish things’, like the lies your mirror (person or object) that tells you these things, and accept that WHO you are trumps any label on  ‘what’ you think you are.
To me, and to other Daddies out here in the big world, you’re already on the right track you just need to learn to set aside the negative things that hold you back because they are what’s keeping you from someone like me. That you have found a Daddy who accepts you should be the ONLY confirmation you need that what I am saying is right: that his feelings for you are what should matter more than your negative thoughts about yourself. You simply don’t have the time to waste dividing the energy you should be spending on being happy between fear and doubt. Accept that he sees what you can’t easily: that you’re someone he values and desires.

Now, onto the rest of your question.
If you are afraid that things are moving too quickly, or may because of feelings you are developing, then talk to your Daddy. Good communication is crucial for things to work properly. A good Daddy is also a good listener and will help you work with him to find the best answer for both of you.

I will never advise someone to leap in headfirst, that’s not my way. I prefer careful consideration and caution, especially early on. You are right to be concerned but you have to remember that twinge of fear is a reminder that you have growing feelings and that you feel much is at stake. It’s a useful feeling if you let it help you keep from diving in too quickly but you have to moderate even that by balancing it with what you are feeling.

If you’re nervous because it either is, or feels like, a ‘first time’ is about to happen: talk to your Daddy. Explain how you feel, be honest and as clear as you can be and ask for his help and guidance (most of us get off on that a bit LOL).
So please be sure to understand:

There’s nothing wrong with you that someone won’t feel is right about you, and that the only thing that can keep you from being a good boy is you.

Dear Daddy: I'm a trans boy and I worry that I'll never find someone who wants me.

I'm a trans boy and I worry sometimes that I'll never find a Daddy who wants a son like me. I don't know why I am sharing this with you other than you feel like a safe space.

I will always be safe space. My home is a haven of peace, tranquility, safety and trust and this blog is my virtual home so those rules apply here as well. Don’t apologize for using your voice and reaching out. You’d only need to be sorry for not doing so because it would deny me the chance to take this moment with you and use it to impart a bit of my hard earned wisdom with you and those who read my blog.

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I’m going to respond to this a few way so bear with me. First is in the words of others, because sometimes it’s good to hear what someone else said and not just my voice:
“ at first i came to this blog for the porn and then i found your trans tag and i bookmarked and i go through it whenever i’m struggling and i literally could not have found this at a more opportune time. so i wanted to say thank you for being so kind and accepting “

I have written extensively, and often about issues surrounding boys like you in the BDSM community but especially the D/s Daddy and boy realm. I wonder sometimes, if non-trans boys read my responses to those questions because they address SO many of the same issues that I forget who got told what which is why they begin to sound alike to me, because they are. This time however, it is not about any of those things; not trans, not BDSM, not D/s.

It’s about being human.

It can feel like ‘never’ may be the most likely expectation when you think about finding love because ‘yet’ is still in play. You have yet to find what you’re looking for and so ‘never’ becomes an acceptable way to excuse the cowardice of surrendering the implicit hope that yet entails. If that sounds cruel, it should because it is meant to wake you up because I truly wish you to see what I am about to show you.
At night, the sun will never come up for the same reason that you’ll never find a Daddy: it hasn’t happened yet. Every time I hear a boy say “I’ll never be..” or “I’ll never find…” it frustrates me because those words become prophesy. You begin to believe them, accept them and even feel like that’s ‘right or proper’ somehow but I have something to say on that idea as well.
There is no such thing as ‘right’ or ‘just’ in the mechanics of the universe. We invent those terms, we give them rules and identify what is and isn’t them, but they are nowhere to be found in the natural world. They are the sole province of opinion and superstition. They are bitter pills dispensed by ideologies that punish instead of elevate those who walk this earth and are the ‘excuse’ given to people enacting vengeance or acting on their base violent natures.
Concepts of mercy, justice, honor, glory, all of them, are figments of culturally accepted imagination. The universe doesn’t even recognize them as anything more than fairy tales and so they are. They are a construct we created to serve a moral compass that has become twisted into weapons instead of teaching tools. The good are rewarded and the evil punished. Strange how that doesn’t work out.
If we wish there to be more in this world than chemicals and forces, principles and laws, then it is up to us to create them, to reinforce them and re-envision them as time goes on. We must believe them real and we must act on them to make them so but they do not exist independently of our own desire for a world that somehow makes sense. It doesn’t always but that doesn’t stop us from trying too hard to give it some kind of order. It’s how we explain things to ourselves so we feel better about bad things in our lives. The fact of the matter is that it’s just not at all how reality functions but that won’t stop us from trying to make it that way.
The heart is an impatient thing son and a terrible paradoxical thinker when left unchecked. It understands eternity but has the patience of smoke on the breeze. It wants everything now, to drown in laughter and joy this very moment and every moment forever. The heart is the child that lives within us all, but reality requires us be more than childish. We have to be resolute, determined and most of all hopeful, to make it through the times between tick ‘I’m alone’ and tock ‘I’m not’.
That’s the secret however. When you find love, everything past becomes prologue to the ‘ever after’ feeling of this new story and all pain is simply prelude to the joy that follows. The waiting becomes a footnote, a rehearsal, and you barely remember that feeling of absence or being alone. You may wait a lifetime, but even if it were to show up in the last minutes of your life, not a single moment would have been wasted. You just have to make it there and you’ll understand what I mean.
That’s why you have to put ‘yet’ in the place where ‘never’ sits in your thoughts. Never is a silly word, as are all generalities, because they are in essence lies told to reinforce a desired (or dreaded) feeling. “I’ll never find a Daddy” is no more accurate than “Man will never fly”. They didn’t give up believing in their dream and never stopped working toward it and then they wound up doing the impossible: they flew.
Your heart must be the same way son. You may never have flown before, but after this moment the only thing you can say that IS true is that you haven’t flown yet.
Yet is temporary, irritating and can be daunting at times, but it is not permanent. Don’t let the wrong word change the story in your head because that lets it change the one in your heart. All that believing in “never” does is keep your eyes pointed to the ground, your expression crestfallen and hopeless, and makes you withdraw from the light because ‘what’s the point, you’ll be alone anyway”. Never is a lie and it’s time to replace that lie with the truth.
That can be a hard trick though because the lie is comfortable. The lie means no risk because you don’t believe you’d be ‘rewarded’ or ‘succeed’ so it eliminates the chance of pain for nothing. That is why I called it cowardice, because it sacrifices hope in exchange for nothing and somehow tries to make it right or just to do so. It makes me ask a terrible question in return when faced with that kind of ‘prophesy’ in play:
Think of how long you’ve felt alone. How long you’ve felt wrong or undeserving. Be honest with yourself about it. How long have you hated yourself so much that you think yourself unlovable? Think about how that made you feel and what it made you do. Did you meet the gaze of everyone you met, shake every offered hand, share every laugh that happened around you, or did you close your eyes and walk past the person smiling at you or trying to start conversations. Why bother right? It’s not like they wanted something more from you.
Given how the universe actually works, in all that time do you have any idea how many times you walked right past happiness, how many times you shrugged off the compliments love was trying to pay you, and worse how many times you buried your eyes in the ground and narrowly avoided realizing you are beautiful?
THIS is the price of never. It makes itself come true but not because the world doesn’t have it in store for you but because YOU never. You never meet those gazes, share those laughs, smile and say thank you to a compliment. You never take the chance that the hand reaching for you wants to see if you are real because to them you couldn’t possibly be, having walked into view after exiting their dreams. You choose this when you believe in never and after long enough you become the Never.

It’s time to start becoming yet.

You, and all who feel like you; that there’s no place or hope for you, need to abandon never and learn to accept yet. It’s hard because it means risk, it means that dreadful waiting, but yet has hope of becoming the past while never can’t ever be. There are things you can do to change never into yet, but you have to accept those risks in order to make them happen.
When you think, stop yourself the moment you say to yourself ‘this can never happen’ and replace it with ‘this hasn’t happened yet’. Instead of “I’ll never find my Daddy” say “I haven’t found him yet”. Try it and you’ll see the difference and if you can’t then you keep doing that until you start to.
So simple a thing can be a profound change in you well beyond even just your way of thinking.It can lead you to meet that gaze, share that smile, shake that hand or even (dare I say it) accept the compliment someone might seek to give you.
It doesn’t mean you leap into every pair of arms that happens by, but it means you don’t keep your eyes cast to the ground so that you never see that they are there to begin with. It means instead of hanging your head that you might see a little sunlight instead of the shadow around your feet. It means so much more than this: it means that love has a chance to replace yet.

Promise me.

Promise me that when you begin to hear yourself say never that you will stop right there and forcefully remind yourself that the correct word is yet. You’ve been using the wrong word your whole life and now it’s time to learn to use the right one. It’s like calling a television a bathmat. It’s just the wrong word you’ve learned to say out of habit and it’s time to break that habit. You have to take this step to take the next one and the one after that and so on because life is a journey and not a series of destinations.
Restore your hope, disregard that fallacy of never, and take the first steps towards something better even than yet:

Always.

Dear Daddy: I'm a boy with a few mental problems. Should I give up on looking for someone until I'm fixed?

hi daddy. i'm a boy with a few mental problems, mainly anxiety and depression. would it be best for me not to try and find any daddies or be involved in any sexual/romantic relationships until i fix myself? i get really really lonely, but at the same time i wouldn't want the other person to deal with some of the baggage i carry.

Why would that be for the best? Is there something broken or wrong with you? Those things may never change, may never go away fully, so what you’re saying to me is that you shouldn’t try to find a Daddy who will understand those things, care about you, and be the support you need to learn to cope with those parts of yourself? If there was anything wrong that was made apparent by your question it’s that you think there’s something wrong with you.
There is an image associated with difficulties like those and it comes from one of the greater evils of our age: The diagnosis becomes the condition. The second someone says one of those buzz words: ADD ADHD BPD, Any of them, all of a sudden people will ‘re-frame’ their understanding of you based on those letters as if some how your oddity (and their confusion about you) makes sense because it’s all the fault of those letters.
Do you know what the prevalence of anxiety and depression is among LGBT people? Each on their own exist in varying degrees in more than half our numbers. Together? Nearly every one you meet will have, or be, enduring those things. Conditions like Generalized Anxiety Disorder is so common and consistent that people just feel uneasy in social groups and so become introverted. In fact you could say that GAD is an acronym diagnosis for just not bloody liking the idiots that surround you most of the time. If that’s the case, that’s a new set of letters to add to my bandolier.
I’m going to throw a few things out for you to consider, things that have been thrown at me personally:
I am Anti-social because I do not care for ‘norms’ or large groups of people. Truth be told, my lifestyle is completely counter to even gay social norms because it’s a ‘kink’ life and that I refuse to live in a vanilla box because someone tells me I should makes me anti social.
I have PTSD from being repeatedly beaten, harassed and threatened physically, mentally and emotionally by people who gave themselves the authority to judge and punish another human being. In reality, nearly everyone has that same condition for those reasons. If you’ve ever endured trauma and have survived it, you have post-traumatic symptoms whenever you feel threatened again. It never goes away.
I have Anxiety. I know they mean the constant feeling of being in danger, of needing to run, and almost anyone who has ever been nervous has suffered anxiety. When you get excited, you are anxious. When you are afraid and anticipating something, you are anxious.
I have Depression. The common person thinks depression is feeling blue. They are wrong. Depression is feeling gray. It has no trigger or warning, it just is. It’s like someone turned down the contrast on life until things become black and white, senses become dulled, pleasure vanishes and the world becomes a bleak hell while you sit feeling isolated in a flesh colored straight jacket. There is nothing blue about depression. You aren’t sad, that’s a whole other emotion packed into it.  
I can keep going through the entire DSM if need be. Hell, according to the big book of boxes, I’m schizotypal because I actually think that I matter to other people. “ characterized by severe social anxiety, paranoia, and often unconventional beliefs. “ How awesome is that? Who the hell ISN’T Schizotypal that grew up gay and in a place where homophobia exists. Pretty sure everyone has traits that qualify under these umbrellas.

I want to be clear, I am not angry at you. I am frustrated with this particular demon because it haunts SO many people.

My point is this: what makes them ISSUES is not the condition, it’s what you (and to a degree others) think they mean. So what if there are days when you need more affection and others when you need more space? So what if you happen to need that feeling of being safe that a Daddy can provide? Do you think perfection is something you can actually ‘be’ or is it the journey from where you are to where you wind up, the quest itself to become more, to be stronger but most importantly: to be happy.
The ONLY way it poses a risk is if you use the relationship as a crutch or therapy. A Daddy can’t realistically ‘fix’ you, only you can do that. What they can do is provide you safe space to process, understanding of your difficulty, caring and compassion while you do the hard work and appreciation for all the effort YOU put in to overcome what inhibits you now.
Yes feeling good can become a drug to ward off depression, but it can never fix it and so it will come crashing back down harder than before. What you need from a Daddy when you’re having a hard time isn’t sex, it’s companionship and support. He may give you a hand so you can lift yourself up, arms to fall into when you need to cry, and a smile to try to cheer you up a little. That’s not because he thinks you are sad, but because sometimes it is the VERY thing you need to see so that you can try to reach for happy even when you don’t think you can make it.
There is one last thing I want to add here. Don’t judge Daddy before you give him the chance to show you that your ‘baggage’ doesn’t stop him from caring about you. Nothing is easy, especially not finding love, so you can’t take that as a judgment against you.
Do I think you should be single until you’re ‘fixed’. No. I don’t think you should deny the opportunity to be happy.

I don’t think there is anything wrong with you. The only thing that makes it so is you. As I once wrote to a boy: “The problem, you see, isn’t that you’re in a wheelchair. The problem is the wheelchair in your MIND. It’s that you see yourself that way, as lesser, because of the difference you think that makes you so. You need to learn to put the wheelchair in your mind away”.
You my boy, need to put away the words others give you to describe who and what you are. Don’t think of yourself as anything other than who you are. If you feel you have work you need to do on yourself, more power to you, but don’t let that kind of thinking prevent you from being happy or even finding love. Struggling, as you do, is hard enough without feeling diminished because of the fact that you DO struggle. I often say that a boy who tries, who works toward his goals, is a boy I can respect and consider that a good sign of being ‘the right stuff’ to be a good boy.
Forgive my rant but, you see, I have had too many experiences with boys who feel broken because they struggle through difficult times. It saddens me to see a boy throw himself into the trash because he feels that’s where he belongs. You don’t. You belong somewhere that makes you happy and proud to be there. You aren’t broken.
Someday, perhaps, when I am feeling VERY talkative I will tell you all of my philosophy of being human, but for now I want this boy in particular to know something. Life will crack you, split you apart and leave you in pieces, but what makes YOU beautiful is that you survive. Your courage, your effort and your determination become a new bond between pieces, a filling of gold, that changes you and makes you even more beautiful than before. Your history, who you are right now, is an extraordinary thing. You simply need to put aside your thoughts about your value and allow someone else to show you that you are wrong.
I want you to understand that you are beautiful, just as you are, because you have endured and survived things most cannot comprehend. You are your own creation and that makes you a singular wonder in the world. you don’t have to be proud of your pain, but you should be proud of the phenomenal accomplishment of still being here. Take hope in that fact too because every day you are, every breath you continue to struggle to take, brings you one step closer to where you want to be.