I wanted to tell my dad about Pokemon, but my parents were religious fanatics. They sent me to an all boys extreme religious group home for being autistic where kids were raped and beat. My parents wouldn’t listen as I begged them to take me out and that we were being abused. They still defend the place 20 years later after it was sued into the ground. When I came out to them this year as transfem they told me not to contact them again and I haven’t heard a word since.
It’s not a very reliable indication that a kid wants to share their interests with their mom and dad. They’re your parents. Kids crave bonding over their interests.
I still wish things were better and dad would play video games with me, even though I know he’s a piece of shit sent from the lowest level of humanity attainable.