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The comments display a consistent, nuanced, and emotionally complex personal history. The user shares specific, multi-faceted details about trauma, therapy, a brief transition, detransition, and the resulting personal fallout, which reads as a genuine human experience. The tone is passionate and sometimes angry, which is consistent with someone who feels they have been harmed. The off-topic comment about finger length adds to the authenticity, as it's a trivial, human aside.
About me
I started transitioning because I was deeply unhappy and trying to escape my trauma and my inability to accept being a lesbian. I thought becoming a man was the answer, but I quickly realized it was a huge mistake and I detransitioned within a year. For me, it wasn't about a true identity but was a form of escapism from my pain and low self-esteem. I lost a close friend over my decision to detransition, which was really hard. Now, I understand my journey was about psychological distress, and I'm working to heal and accept myself as a woman.
My detransition story
My whole journey with transition started from a really messed-up place. I had a lot of trauma from growing up with extreme neglect. I never had any boundaries, and I learned to just adapt to anything, even if it was self-destructive. I was always trying to be perfect because I was made to feel like I was never good enough, and that turned into me trying to be the best at being the worst. I’ve struggled with depression, anxiety, and PTSD for most of my life, and I’ve been in therapy for over ten years to deal with it all.
A huge part of my problem was that I refused to accept that I was a lesbian. I think that was a form of internalized homophobia. I just couldn’t face it. Instead, I started to believe I was transgender. I had a friend who had transitioned, and I think I was influenced by seeing her journey. In early 2021, I made the decision to come out. I cut all my hair off and started taking testosterone.
But it was a mistake. I realized that pretty quickly, and by late 2021 into early 2022, I stopped everything and detransitioned. It cost me my friendship with that trans friend. She said it was too complicated for her, and we haven't spoken since, even though I tried to reach out.
Looking back, I see my transition as a form of escapism. It was a way to run from my problems and from who I really was. It wasn’t about a true gender identity. I also had a problem with autogynephilia (AGP). I used to think it was normal for a woman to get turned on just by dressing in women's clothes or looking at herself in the mirror, but I’ve come to understand that’s not typical. It’s a specific paraphilia.
I don’t have any regrets about detransitioning. I regret transitioning in the first place. It was a wrong turn that I took because I was so lost and dealing with so much pain, low self-esteem, and a need to escape my reality. My thoughts on gender now are that it’s incredibly complex and for some people, like me, the desire to change it can come from a place of deep psychological distress that has nothing to do with a true innate identity.
| Age | Year | Event |
|---|---|---|
| 2009 | Met a friend who later transitioned. | |
| Early 2021 | Came out as transgender, cut hair, started testosterone. | |
| Late 2021 / Early 2022 | Realized my mistake and detransitioned. | |
| November 2022 | Last contact with my trans friend. |
Top Comments by /u/CuriousSection:
I had a trans friend that I met back in 2009. She gradually came out and started transitioning over the years. I made the obvious mistake back in early 2021 of thinking I was transgender. I came out, cut my hair off, and started taking testosterone. Most people were supportive, including my friend. Once I realized my mistake and detransitioned in late 2021/early 2022, we stopped speaking. I reached out a while ago a couple times. She responded last November saying that it was complicated for her over this, and that she didn’t know how to respond. She said I wasn’t losing her as a friend, but she needed to come back to me later. That’s the last time we talked. I think I did lose her as a friend.
You know women who get horny looking at themselves in a mirror?
I don’t know about the specifics, but I also grew up with extreme neglect that resulted in me adapting to anything - though usually in self-destructive ways - and without boundaries. I agree now that I think about it, that it’s very hard to explain that particular feeling to those who grew up having it all practically ingrained.
Ok off topic but I have heard the index finger-ring finger thing in so many places, and no one mentions which hand! Lol because there are 2 index fingers and 2 ring fingers, and on my left hand, my pointer finger is much taller, but on my right hand, they’re pretty much the same length.
No women get turned on just by dressing up like a woman. I’m not talking porn, naked bodies, lingerie. Plain old clothes. And they don’t get horny looking at themselves. Look at yourself in a mirror and masturbate to it? Not unless you also have a -philia. That’s not a normal woman.
I definitely don’t have BPD. I’ve looked into it and thought of it but some of the symptoms are a lack of empathy, hostility, irritation. I spend so much time as an animal activist, vegan, and wanting to save basically every animal on this earth. I can have a temper but only for those certain things that I can’t tolerate - for example, hurting other animals in any way. I don’t like a lot of humans, but that has more to do with our selfishness and cruelty in general than anything else. I’ve also been in therapy for over a decade and currently go twice a week. I have a lot of issues with dissociation, anxiety, PTSD, depression, and self-destruction, but believe it or not the self-destruction (I believe) comes from a need to be perfect imposed on me when I was young … I could never be good enough, never the best no matter what, so basically turned into becoming the best at being the worst.
A lot of my inability to accept an identity was a refusal to accept being a lesbian. I don’t know all of my identity but that’s a big thing that kept me away from any acceptance of what I actually was.