I Don’t Want Labels, I Want To Be A Healthy And Happy Child

I don’t want labels, I just want to be a healthy and happy child. For those of you who are looking to put me inside a defining box, maybe I’m noisy, angry, restless. But that’s what makes me a full, intelligent, adventurous and explorer creature.

My intention is also not to make you impatient, annoyed, or interrupt your work. I need you to give me half the attention and importance you give to this plan of life, because your love and encouragement are essential for my physical and mental development.

Mommy, don’t let me get put in a little box; that it is marked and defined by those who are unaware of child development. Do not fall into this unfavorable trap for my personality, security and self-esteem. Think that maybe what bothers you is purely and exclusively for my own good.

I don’t want labels for myself, I don’t need them, because they don’t help me at all to grow as I should. You also must not let society imprint on me a self-image that is false. I don’t intend to take on a role that doesn’t belong to me and that, who knows, may even harm me and others.

I don’t want labels, I want time

Through cruel phrases and words, they will say that we are very agitated children. They will suggest that we be treated because of our shyness. They will also claim that we are not well brought up for smelling and judging food. They will recommend therapy for those who still express themselves through crying.

However, Mommy, they are wrong. I ask that you don’t make a mistake too when sharing this social thought. We are simply unique and wonderful beings who come into the world to learn and teach too. We are that vessel, which, over the years, adults mold and fill with content of all kinds.

I know it’s hard to understand the reasons why I don’t want to kiss my uncle, or why I can’t finish eating my plate of food. I’m asked to do things “well done” when I think I’m doing the right thing. I just respect my way and my rhythm.

Sometimes I think it’s you, “the greatest”, the ones who get confused. They may not know how to deal with our spontaneity, but why? Did they not respect you when you were my age? If so, don’t repeat with me the mistakes they made with you.

I don’t want labels; we happy, healthy kids are like that. Don’t repress my agitation, it could cost us dearly. Reactions through shouting or banging, insecurity, lack of concentration, and low self-esteem are the price of these social brands.

Protect me, prevent me from being criticized, judged, or questioned. I need to feel supported, attended to. I wish your time and your love. I don’t want labels, I deeply crave games, kisses and caresses. It’s a lie that I’m a very demanding child, I’m just a child who loves you.

As a child I don’t want labels, but a connection with my daddies

I need your look, your presence and attention. It’s about connecting, about empathizing with each other. Missions that, with the help of patience, dedication, and love will be easily accomplished. Don’t interpret me from the heart, join me from the heart.

Avoid the guesswork and get on your way to satisfaction. I don’t want labels, judgments, comparisons or everything that hurts me so much. Hyperactive, hypersensitive, obnoxious, antisocial and aggressive. All of us children are different, we have very different needs, interests and rhythms.

I dream of being a free and accepted child, but not marked by this “adult” society. A society that forgets the freshness and spontaneity of children. It definitely asks me to be an adult, in a boy’s body. They get tired of repressing me in a thousand ways.

Maybe it’s just a question of changing the lens with which they observe our behavior. Mom, I don’t need you to correct me, but to understand and accompany me. I don’t believe it’s a problem nor do I think about holding you responsible for anything. Between the two of us, we can move forward, as it should.

Mom, get this: I don’t want labels. Accept me as I am, with the good or what you think is wrong, or what you dislike. With what he idealized for me and what he broke with the model of creation. Enjoy my virtues and simply connect with what you consider my faults.