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About me
I started out as a girl who just wanted to do boy things, but I felt shut out and rejected for being female. After a traumatic assault and being rejected by a girl I loved, I began identifying as a man, thinking it was a shield from all that pain. I lived that way for nearly twenty years, but I couldn't afford hormones and started seeing the misogyny in the online communities I was in. I slowly realized my desire to transition was really about escaping the trauma and discomfort of being a woman in a world that often isn't safe for us. Now, I've let that identity go and I'm finally learning to just be myself, without hating my body.
My detransition story
My journey with gender started when I was really young. I was a girl who just wanted to do the things the boys got to do, like tae kwon do, flag football, and wrestling. I was shut out of a lot of it just for being female, and I felt that rejection deeply from my guy friends around fourth or fifth grade. I was also the only bisexual person I knew, which made me feel even more isolated.
When I was 11, a history teacher would call me to his desk just to look at my body, which made me feel horrible and objectified. The biggest moment, though, was around age 12. I was in love with my female friend, and she told me she wouldn't be with me because I was a girl. That’s when I started saying I was a “bisexual man trapped in a woman’s body.” The more I said it, the more I started to believe it. It felt like an explanation for all the discomfort and rejection I was feeling.
This feeling was solidified by a traumatic event. After I had already started identifying as male, a "friend" sexually assaulted me during a private dance. The bouncer even gave him the tape of it as a "birthday present." The last time I saw him, he bragged about still jerking off to it. This trauma absolutely influenced me to perform a kind of toxic masculinity and cling even harder to the identity of not being a girl. It felt like a shield.
I never medically transitioned because I couldn't afford it. I lived in Iowa, and it seemed like only rich kids on their parents' insurance could get testosterone. So my entire transition was social. I spent nearly two decades wishing I was a man, saying it multiple times a day, dressing to hide my body, and feeling a fleeting sense of gender euphoria on the rare occasion someone would mistake me for a man from behind. I even got into sex work partly because of the movie ‘The Hot Chick,’ which made it seem like the logical choice for someone like me.
But the whole time, I was also becoming deeply critical of the online trans community I was in. I saw a lot of misogyny and problematic behavior that would get brushed aside. If you called it out, you’d be called a TERF or told you had internalized transphobia. It felt like a cult where you weren't allowed to question anything. Watching people, especially what I called "baby trans," use their identity as a "get out of responsibility free" card really started to make me question everything. It felt like they were weaponizing an identity that, for me, had come from a place of real pain and survival.
I started to see how the mainstream transgender narrative could be used to isolate young people, especially girls like me who were uncomfortable with puberty, had low self-esteem, and were dealing with trauma. The medical and pharmaceutical industries have a huge financial stake in it, and it felt like we were being sold a solution that might not be the right one.
My detransition wasn't a single event, but a slow process of realization. I had to unpack all the reasons I wanted to escape being female: the sexual trauma, the internalized homophobia from being a bisexual woman rejected by another woman, the resentment from being excluded from male spaces, and the sheer discomfort of puberty and having a female body in a world that often feels unsafe for women. I realized my desire to transition was a form of escapism.
I don't believe in gender the way I used to. I think it's largely a set of roles decided by the patriarchy to control people. What you like, who you like, and what you do with your life doesn't have to be dictated by whether you're male or female. We only have so much time, and wasting it hating yourself and trying to be something you're not is a tragedy.
Do I have regrets? I regret the years I spent hating my body and believing I was in the wrong one. I regret the mental energy I poured into something that was ultimately a response to trauma and misogyny. I don't regret the person it made me become, because it gave me a perspective I wouldn't have otherwise, but I am relieved that I snapped out of it before making any permanent, medical changes. I'm finally just learning to be myself.
Age | Year | Event |
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11 | - | History teacher sexually harassed me by calling me to his desk to look at my body. |
12 | - | My female friend rejected me for being a girl. I began identifying as a "bisexual man trapped in a woman's body." |
- | - | A "friend" sexually assaulted me; the event reinforced my desire to identify away from being female. |
Various | 2019+ | Socially identified as male for nearly two decades but could not afford medical transition. |
Various | 2019 | Began critically evaluating the trans community online and my own reasons for identifying as trans. |
- | 2019 | Realized my gender identity was rooted in trauma, internalized homophobia, and a desire to escape misogyny. Began the process of detransitioning. |
Top Comments by /u/PassRestProd:
The way I used to explain it, ever since about 2016, watching what I called the “baby trans” running around playing the victim when called out on their problematic behavior is akin to being a gay man in the early 90s in his 60s watch a gay man in his early 20s run around New York City in a red speedo sexually harassing people and calling them homophobic when they tell him to stop.
Your identity is your own personal business, not a “get out of responsibility free“ card. The more I saw people weaponize the trans identity, the more I started to question it myself.
Now that you mention it, I wouldn’t be surprised if they are pushing the mainstream transgender narrative specifically to sterilize the generation that was raised to see through their imperialist lies.
Between oppositional defiance disorder and gender dysphoria in the DSM-V being so vague that they can literally apply to anyone, the latter in females especially, not to mention shareholder primacy in corporate law which governs pharmaceutical companies that are being publicly traded, there is a huge conflict of interest that makes it nearly impossible to uphold the Hippocratic Oath in a franchised medical setting.
Then once they’ve lured them in, they function like a cult telling them their parents don’t really love them if they won’t give hormones and won’t jump on the bandwagon of crazy where everyone pretends she is now suddenly a he.
Exactly, and if anyone in the communities start speaking up about problematic behavior, specifically misogyny, they are made an example of and blacklisted, ensuring nobody else dares to question the new authority that has been established.
Once these children and young adults are isolated from every other avenue of social validation and comfort, they sit down and shut up for the very real fear of being completely alone and made to fend for themselves. That’s textbook how cults work.
I call it being a TERD - Trans-Exempting Restrictive Dickhead - where, if you call out misogyny or other problematic behavior in the trans community, you will either be misgendered as an attempt to devalue your opinion via truscum/ gatekeepers, be told you have “internalized transphobia”, or outright labeled a TERF, completely invalidating your identity and, therefore, your lived experience, for the comfort of those with penises.
RadFem transwomen exist, I’m friends with one who was ridiculed heavily on several Facebook groups for the crime of saying Feminism is first and foremost for female-bodied people and trans misogynists (“see what I did, there?”) need to unpack their privileged socialization. Intersectionality notwithstanding, I don’t know what was incorrect about that statement. If Jane Elliot can prove we will invent prejudices about eye colors within a matter of minutes, how can you say being socialized to believe you’re superior to anyone with a vagina through your formative years will NOT affect how you choose to both behave and perform femininity?
Like “bitch” or “cunt”, TERF is just a slur used to control females who make it a point to question the modus operandi and affirm that sexism is a made-up hierarchy based on biological sex. Why else would they have to tell us they’re transwomen when shutting us down? Why not just say “woman”? Why bring up gender at all? Is internalized misogyny not a thing? Should we all support Tomi Lahren whenever she says something sexist about women needing to “know their place,” just because she’s a woman?
What is a woman? As far as I can tell, gender roles have always been decided by the patriarchy, which is just a way to maintain control over what they consider the cannon fodder and the cannon fodder makers in the military industrial complex.
What you like, who you like, what skills you decide to develop, and how you decide to contribute to society, flawed as it may be in its current incarnation, that’s part of becoming an adult. We all only have so much time on this spinning rock hurtling through space, don’t waste a second more thinking being yourself is anything but right.
Sticks and stones, comrade.
The same thing that causes the high suicide rate in any demographic, the fact that the medical industry has taken over in America and, instead of teaching people how to self soothe and work through their problems without medical intervention, let’s all worship the happy pill.
I had a history teacher who would call me up to his desk for no reason when I was 11. Finally, one of the other girls told me, "He's doing that so he can look at your ass."
I remember being the only girl in a lot of activities in elementary/ middle school - tae kwon do, flag football, not to mention I was the only bisexual person I knew - and getting shunned by my guy friends around fourth/ fifth grade just because I was female. I started saying I was a "bisexual man trapped in a woman's body" around age 12, because the friend I was in love with said she wouldn't be with me because I was female, and the more I said it, the more I believed it.
I remember being resentful that I wasn't allowed to participate in wrestling in middle school, because they "didn't have enough girls for a different team" and it would be "inappropriate" for me to wrestle with boys. I hated having to wait until I was a junior in hs to play football, and only the 'powder puff' version, which meant a single game. As an actor, I made it a point to go after the male roles, one of which was designed to limit the physicality of my role by putting me in a constricting pencil skirt, instead of the slacks that would have allowed me to jump onto the stage in a single bound. I also played the 'Stage Manager' in Our Town; I digress.
Even after I started IDing as male, I didn't come out until a "friend" sexually assaulted me during a private dance (which I was obligated to do, as it meant the dancer would get paid double, and I wasn't gonna leave her hanging) and the bouncer gave him the tape - it was 'his birthday present to himself'. The last time I saw him, he bragged about jerking off to it still.
- Yes - the first time, I was younger than two.
- The memory is gone, but the video tape of my second birthday confirms the assault.
- No resources, other than NLP.
- Definitely influenced me to perform toxic masculinity and claim I wasn't a girl.
The one place on the Internet where women are allowed to express their exasperation for the opposite sex, and you take it as hating men? Do you tone police POC when they don’t take white feelings into account when describing their frustration with systemic oppression, as well? FFS...
I’m sorry that accepting I would never be able to afford to transition and living my life from one gender euphoric moment of being read as a man from behind every few years or so due to actively obscuring my sex with clothes and affectation of movement, saying “I wish I were a man” multiple times a day, being rejected from romantic relationships because I was the wrong sex, entering sex work because of the movie ‘The Hot Chick’ (in part) making it look like the logical choice for a man trapped in a woman’s body, and thinking I was completely alone for nearly two decades doesn’t make me trans enough to decry abuse and sigh in relief that I snapped out of it in time.
Gatekeeping truscum piss me off. I live in Iowa - the only people who are on T are rich kids who are still on their parents’ health insurance.
A lot of affirmations that claim to be NLP Certified are not - basically, like the absolute value sign in math doesn't "see" negative numbers, the brain doesn't hear the word "not". So, if you were to say "I'm not afraid of being alone at night," your brain hears, "I'm afraid..." For this reason, I recommend writing your own statements instead of listening pre-recorded ones, unless you listen all the way through and know they check out.