Talk. Let him ask the questions, instead of you telling him how it its. Listen. Be patient. It's a potential landmine, but I think trying to have a conversation that might go wrong, is so much better than ignoring this.
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
