Memory of the moment I learned my son is trans


This is me explaining to a friend how I learned my son is trans. It’s a beautiful memory because Z later told me he didn’t tell me until last, not because he was nervous..but, because he already felt safe in my reaction. That trust in my love makes me tear up. I love my son!

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

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