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Dwyane Wade Says He Fears For His Transgender Daughter Zaya’s Safety

“I’m Afraid Every Moment She Leaves The House” – Dwayne Wade On Zaya’s Safety

As we all know that Dwyane Wade is extremely supportive of his daughter Zaya, 15, regardless, the former NBA star knows that he won’t always be able to protect his offspring — especially when she leaves the house by herself.

As fans may be aware, Zaya, who was assigned male at birth with the name Zion, came out as transgender back in February 2020, sparking a mixed reaction from social media, with some saying she was too young to decide whether she wanted to change her identity.

During the Time 100 Summit in New York City this week, Dwyane touched on his relationship with his daughter, admitting that while she is very much supported and protected by her loved ones, there will be times when he won’t be by her side — a concern which appears to worry the ex-athlete profusely.

“As blessed as it is for my daughter to have parents who can support her, I’m still afraid every moment she leaves the house,” he said. “And not just because of gun violence, but because of the way people perceive her in this world.”

The discussion went on with Dwyane addressing certain states, such as Louisiana, which are controversially enacting trans sports bans, a decision which he has deemed “a joke.”

“This is our life. We live this, so when you’re out there making rules and if you’re not experiencing this, if you’re not living this, that’s a joke,” he added. “Come live a day in my world with my daughter, come and see how it is to walk through this world as her.”

“I just think we’re losing our… we’re losing the human side of us, and as sad as it is, as blessed as my daughter is to have parents who can support her, I’m still afraid every moment she leaves the house.”

 

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