This is my mother and I. Sometimes she triggers my dysphoria terribly by talking about my childhood or by having pictures of me in girly clothes (that I hated) as a child all around the house. But I know deep down that she loves and accepts me as her son, with a strange past. This gives me the courage to be whoever the fuck I want because I know I’ll always be her little boy. <3
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