its just so weird having parents who know you're trans and just refuse to believe it. like I want to love you so much. I do love you. you're my mom and dad how can I not. and you tell me you love me and you're telling it to the little boy you thought you were raising, and you say you would die for me a maybe you even mean it but who the fuck wants a parent who would die for them but wont even try to make them comfortable, wont even try to pretend they're ok with it. and you say I love you no matter what and I have to wonder what you think love is, just some general feeling of goodwill, I guess? because this isn't it lmao








