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Based on the provided comments, the account appears authentic. There are no serious red flags suggesting it is a bot or a bad-faith actor.
The comments display a consistent, passionate, and highly emotional perspective from a parent's viewpoint, not a detransitioner's. The user repeatedly expresses fear and anger about gender clinics, concern for their child, and uses personal anecdotes. The language is nuanced, with emotional shifts and conversational phrasing (e.g., "Sorry had to continue down here……….Anyways"), which is atypical for bots.
Important Note: The user identifies as a parent of a transgender-identified child, not as a detransitioner or desister themselves. Therefore, while the account seems to be a real person, it does not represent a first-hand detransition experience.
About me
I'm a mother who watched my happy, anxious daughter get swept up by online groups and quickly declare she was a trans boy. I tried to be supportive, but the gender clinic dismissed my serious concerns about health risks and infertility after only a brief meeting. I've tried to tell her that self-acceptance is the answer, not permanent changes to her healthy body, but she won't listen to me. I am now terrified she will make irreversible medical decisions the moment she turns 18. This has been the most heartbreaking experience of my life, and I deeply regret that I couldn't get through to her in time.
My detransition story
My journey with my child's transition has been the hardest and most heartbreaking experience of my life. It all started when they began spending a lot of time online and with a new group of friends who were all exploring gender identity. They quickly went from being a happy, if sometimes anxious, teenager to declaring they were non-binary and then, very rapidly, that they were a trans boy.
I tried to be supportive at first, thinking it was a phase of self-discovery. But things moved so fast. They started binding their chest and talking about how much they hated their body, especially their breasts. The discomfort they felt seemed to go far beyond normal puberty discomfort. I was worried it was connected to their anxiety and low self-esteem, which they had struggled with for years.
My worst fears were realized when we went to a gender clinic. The clinician spent about 30 minutes alone with my child and then barely a minute with me. When I asked about the risks—heart problems, future health issues, infertility—I was just told, "Oh, don’t worry, everything will be just fine." They made it sound like sunshine and lollipops. They gave my child a sheet of paper with about 20 questions to see if they "fit the criteria" for being trans. Of course they did; if I had filled it out, I would have been considered trans according to them. They didn't talk about the lifelong shot regimen, the post-op complications, infections, or the probability that a surgery like that could shorten a lifespan. It took everything I had to stay composed and walk out of there with my child.
I've tried to talk to them about all of this. I keep saying that the changes they want will be permanent and that they might not want them later. I've tried to tell them that there's no "normal" male or female, that we are all different and the trick is to accept yourself, warts and all. I tell them not to spend time worrying about others' perceptions, to do what they enjoy doing, and that real friends will accept them no matter what. The acceptance has to come from within. But they won't listen. They are so influenced by what they see online and by their friends.
My child will be 18 next year, and I feel like time is running out. I am terrified of the permanent, physical decisions they might make the second they are legally able to without my consent. The whole experience has been unbelievable and has made me incredibly sad. I don't regret trying to protect my child from making a irreversible mistake, but I deeply regret that the world made this path seem so simple and that I wasn't able to get through to them in time.
| Age | Event |
|---|---|
| 15 | Began identifying as non-binary, heavily influenced by online communities and new friends. |
| 16 | Socially transitioned to identifying as a trans boy, began chest binding and expressing strong hatred of female breasts. |
| 17 | Attended a gender clinic appointment. I raised serious concerns about medical risks but was dismissed. |
Top Comments by /u/Termina2:
You are so on the money, it’s not even funny, do the gender affirmation clinics tell you this…..He// N0 they don’t. The fact that most are already trans clinician (that have no medical or psychiatric training), tell you everything is going to sunshine and rainbows, is unbelievable……the fact they have had and are having serious issues, but keep quiet is unbelievable. The whole experience is unbelievable. It literally makes me sad…..
There is no “NORMAL” male or female, we all have different likes, dislikes, everything down to your fingerprints and ears are different. The trick is to accept yourself warts and all. Don’t spend ANY time worrying about others perceptions or thoughts. Life is too short. Do what you enjoy doing and one day you’ll look up and notice a familiar face, someone you have seen while doing what you liked doing. Then you will have a friend, a friend who enjoys doing the same things. We all enjoy being “Accepted” or part of something. Being part of a group. But if you change direction’s and decide you don’t want to be part of the group..Friends you have made in that group should be fine if you want to bail. If their not…..It’s not you, it’s the group.
So awesome. This is something I’m trying to tell someone. Because it doesn’t always happen thats way for people, on some it stays more permanent. So really I’m so happy for you. I’m not disowned by my friend. But I keep saying, that what you want to do will cause so,e changes you may not want later. I’ve tried to dis sway them but they won’t listen.
Sorry had to continue down here……….Anyways I was so upset because the clinician made it sound like sunshine and lollipops, not adding the shot regimen, and the post op complications, infections and the probability that the lifespan would be extremely shortened. It took all I could do to compose myself and walk out with my child. The person gave my child a sheet of paper with about 20 questions to decide whether or not they (my child) fit the criteria. Of course they did, heck if I would have filled it out , I would be trans according to them. I have heard things about these clinics and how they practice, and all my worries and fears came to fruition. Everything that they said would happen did. And they thing that really got me was the way they did the interview, they went into a room with my child for about 30 minutes, then talked to me after for about a minute. I asked them about risk, their heart, future issues, and I got, “Oh , don’t worry, everything will be just fine”. My child will be 18 next year……..time is running out.
Please don’t……….There’s a famous quote, “Accept yourself Warts and all” Have you looked around at others? There are many who dress, do their hair, ear rings, nose rings, heck there’s a man who Literally made himself into a “Lizard” or something similar. He’s proud, he has put things under his skin, tattooed his entire body and is confidently walking the streets as we speak. Everyone top to bottom is different. The acceptance has to come from within. It’s ok to be different. Shunning and shamming is not. So take a deep breath, and take a good look at yourself. You are amazing no matter what. You are a walking, talking, caring individual, and nothing less than perfect just the way you are. But the acceptance has to come from you. Your inner thoughts need to change. And I know you have the power to do that. What ever you feel on the inside , shows on the outside. So feel confident, feel comfortable, feel what you really are…..Amazing!!! And remember it doesn’t matter what people think about you, only what you think about yourself. So reach deep down, and say over and over, “I am perfect just like way I am”!!!!! Because you are?