This is a story I told my Dad when I was coming out to try to make him see the issue from another point of view (trans-people aren't that well understood in my family). I'm not sure if it came across the right way or if he saw the connection because he just said it was a sad story, but it definitely evokes some thought into supposedly thoughtless decisions (like girls are girls, boys are boys). I just didn't know how else to make the situation relatable D:. But nonetheless it's a sad story indeed, I really feel for his Mum losing both her sons to horrible circumstances.
