The difference between abuse & neglect and genuine love for a child that may be trans.

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You know, I’ve seen and reblogged this many times now but I just remembered something from when I was really little. My younger brother used to have two friends, twin boys named tristan and aiden, i think. Whenever they would come over, them and my brother would do their thing and I’d do mine. One day, I happened to be playing with some dolls that I had and Aiden happened to see me playing with them. He sat down next to me and he asked if he could play dolls with me. He and I played with my dolls and we both had a lot of fun. Eventually, it was time for them to leave. I think my brother got mad at me for stealing his friend but whatever Apparently, Aiden told his mom about our doll-playing and I wasn’t allowed to play with him anymore. I honestly think that was the last time I saw Aiden for more than five seconds…