This story is from the comments by /u/hobbittoisengard that are listed below, summarised with AI.
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The user provides a highly detailed, emotionally charged, and internally consistent personal narrative spanning their transition, detransition, and the specific physical and mental health consequences they experienced. The story includes specific timelines, medical details (e.g., Nebido injections, specific side effects), and a clear, evolving perspective that is complex and human. The passion and anger expressed are consistent with someone who feels they have been medically harmed and are now advocating to prevent others from a similar fate. The account does not exhibit the patterns of automated posting, inconsistency, or agenda-pushing that would typify an inauthentic account.
About me
I was a lonely young woman who started testosterone at 20 after a psychiatrist linked my dislike of dresses and painful periods to being trans. For nearly seven years, the hormones caused severe health issues and mental distress, completely alienating me from the body I once loved. I finally realized I was just a woman who didn't fit a stereotype, not a man, and I stopped in 2019. I am now left with permanent changes like baldness and a deep voice that I grieve every day. My regret is profound, and I believe my underlying trauma and loneliness were never properly addressed.
My detransition story
My journey with transition and detransition is long and painful, and it’s something I regret deeply. It started when I was around 20 years old. I never hated my body before I started testosterone. In fact, I loved it. I had thick, beautiful hair, clear skin, and a youthful face. The only thing I really struggled with was my periods—they were extremely heavy and made my life difficult. I also preferred wearing trousers because they were more comfortable, especially since skirts and dresses irritated my skin where my thighs rubbed together.
I spent a lot of time online, especially on Tumblr and YouTube, where I found videos by trans men. Because I didn’t fit into typical female gender roles and was often called a tomboy or a lesbian (even though I’ve only ever been attracted to men), I started to believe that maybe I was trans. I thought that not liking dresses and hating my periods meant I was supposed to be a man. I was also very lonely and had unresolved trauma from my mother’s death when I was 13 and ongoing abuse at home. I had no friends for over a decade, which made me vulnerable to these ideas.
I decided to see a psychiatrist to talk about my feelings. After just two one-hour sessions, he diagnosed me with Gender Identity Disorder. He based this mostly on a letter he asked me to write, where I talked about my heavy periods and preference for trousers, along with my loneliness and trauma. He didn’t try to address my other issues or suggest seeing a gynecologist for my period problems. Instead, he sent me to an endocrinologist who prescribed testosterone without doing any blood tests or explaining the side effects and permanent changes. I was put on a full dose of Nebido, an injection every 12 weeks.
I started testosterone in 2012 and was on it for almost 7 years. Almost immediately, I began experiencing negative effects. Just four months in, I attempted suicide and was hospitalized. The same psychiatrist visited me there but never suggested stopping testosterone, even though it was clearly harming my mental health. Over the years, testosterone caused severe health issues: I gained about 30 kg, lost most of my hair, developed severe skin problems including cysts and seborrheic dermatitis on my scalp, and suffered from anxiety, depression, and insomnia. My skin became dry and itchy, I had digestive issues, and I felt constantly tired. I also noticed my head seemed to change shape, and my voice deepened.
Socially, transitioning was isolating. I felt like I was living a lie, always afraid someone would find out I was born female. I avoided situations where I might have to undress in front of others, like at the beach or in locker rooms. I never dated because, as someone attracted to men, I knew gay men wouldn’t be interested in me, and I felt like a fraud. My family relationships suffered, and I was cut off from most of my relatives.
I didn’t realize how much testosterone had changed me until January 2019, when I went to a gender clinic and was finally given information about side effects. I learned that hair loss was a common effect, and I was horrified. I had already noticed my hair thinning but thought it was due to stress. Seeing it listed as a side effect made me start questioning everything. Around the same time, I made friends with two women in my class. Hearing one of them talk about hating her periods made me realize that my feelings were normal for a woman. I understood then that I wasn’t trans—I was just a woman who didn’t conform to gender stereotypes.
I stopped testosterone cold turkey in March 2019. Since then, some health issues have improved: my anxiety decreased, my skin cleared up a bit, and my digestion got better. But the permanent changes remain. I’m almost bald, my voice is still deep, and I have facial and body hair that requires constant shaving. I hate my body now, which I never did before. I miss my old self terribly and grieve for the natural beauty I lost. I’ve been crying daily since I stopped testosterone, and I struggle with severe regret.
Detransitioning socially was easier than I expected. When I told my friends and family, most were supportive. I’ve started the process to change my name and gender back legally, but it requires going to court. I’m also considering legal action against the doctors who prescribed testosterone without proper assessment or informed consent.
I now believe that no one should medically transition. The risks are too high, and the changes are often irreversible. Hormones and surgeries can’t change your sex—they only alter your body, sometimes with devastating effects. I think people who are questioning their gender should seek therapy for underlying issues like trauma or loneliness instead of rushing into medical interventions. Clothing and interests don’t define gender, and we need to separate social stereotypes from biological reality.
My experience has left me with serious health problems and emotional scars. I hope that by sharing my story, I can prevent others from making the same mistakes I did.
Timeline of Transition/Detransition Events
| Age | Date (if known) | Event |
|---|---|---|
| 13 | Mother passed away; began experiencing abuse at home | |
| 16 | Bullied at school for being a "tomboy" and "lesbian" despite being heterosexual | |
| 20 | 2012 | Started testosterone after 2 psychiatric sessions and no prior blood tests |
| 20 | ~4 months after starting T | Hospitalized after suicide attempt; not advised to stop T |
| 26 | 2018 | Noticed significant hair loss and skin issues, but unaware it was from T |
| 27 | January 2019 | Learned about side effects of T at a gender clinic; began considering stopping |
| 27 | March 2019 | Stopped testosterone cold turkey after nearly 7 years |
| 27 | May 2019 | Socially detransitioned; received support from friends and family |
| 27 | August 2019 | Began legal process to change name and gender back to female |
Top Reddit Comments by /u/hobbittoisengard:
A surgeon can not assimilate in 3 hours of his work shift, what nature has been doing for millenia of time.
Sex changes are so nihilistic. You are sold a concept that doesn't exist. That can't possibly exist.
I'm not changing back into a male. I was a male all along. I never ceased to be a male. For it is not possible.
I wish that messages like mine and yours were spread more than they are. I think sex changes should become illegal simply because one cannot change nature. One can just f*** up his/her body. Not change it into the opposite sex.
I am very sorry to hear this. My deepest condolences.
Your post strikes me because only a few people talk about suicide done by detransitioners. The truth is that we miss our original selves, our natural bodies. In my case, it is my hair, my skin and that I weighed less. For others, it's their genitals. I had depression before over the death of a loved one, but now it's a totally different feeling. A worse feeling. Missing myself is such a hard thing to overcome, especially due to a process which is not natural. I could have accepted natural ageing and perhaps even an illness, especially the kind I know that I couldn't have prevented. I could have prevented a detransition by seeking proper help, not by professionals because they pretty much failed me.
but Trans came out of left field for us as she had NEVER EVER expressed interest in being a boy
This should highlight something. Either internet influence or other things which might be troubling your daughter. I was very feminine pre-transition and I always loved girl stuff, minus skirts and dresses because they were uncomfortable for me. Please look into talking your daughter out of this. Show her photos when she was little. Make sure she doesn't lose touch with herself.
Though dyslexic
I don't know if there is a correlation between trans feelings and being dyslexic but it's worth a try doing some research for any possible links.
she comes to me and says.., Mom, I’m trans and want to quit soccer and grow a beard”. 😳.
Does that make sense to anyone????
No, it doesn't make sense. It is clear that your daughter has not thought this true.
PLEASE keep your daughter away from HRT even if that means taking drastic measures like following her everywhere she goes. I am sure she would be thankful in the future if you stop her in doing something so permanent. Testosterone is no joke and it causes a lot of irreversible changes. Ask her: Are you aware that in order to grow a beard you have to sacrifice the hair on your scalp? Tell her that testosterone causes baldness regardless of male pattern baldness in the family.
Show her my pictures.
2 months pre-T https://imgur.com/WphEBG7
6 years and 6 months on T https://imgur.com/KKS1YKP
My head + scalp now https://imgur.com/bauqNcK
Tell her that liking male associated clothes and not liking make up does not mean that she is transgender. I think that such thoughts are through influence from the internet, like what happened to me. Plus, doctors didn't quite help me with evaluating other problems.
Again, I repeat, KEEP HER AWAY FROM HORMONES.
You are lucky to have this therapist. I wish every therapist were like her.
I can understand the fake person thing. I, however, lived as a fake person due to the effects of testosterone. Now I also have a fake body. I last saw myself when I was only 20 years old.
Well, my kind words would be that I am glad that you found this therapist and that you didn't take any hormones. I know that you'll never get those formative years back but at least your body is safe and sound. Look ahead to more years to come and make the most out of them. Cherish your body and never change it.
...to not even remember what your normal voice sounds like.
...to not recognize your face anymore.
These two hit me hard.
I'll add...
to not remember what a full head of thick hair felt like
to not remember what your skin felt like
to having to live without breasts or sagging ones
I just told my personal story. I am aware of people who never regret their transition so I don't say things like that.
I never had dysphoria, to be honest. I thought I was trans because I was led to believe that not confirming to female gender roles meant that I must be trans. I hated my heavy periods and I never wore skirts or dresses. These are the only two things that I told the psychiatrist I sought the help of and with just two sessions he concluded that I have GID. I think a proper evaluation should be carried out for life altering stuff. I wasn't even made aware of the side effects and permanent changes.
At age 16, when I looked like this https://imgur.com/a/AaPv6If , I was called lesbian and tomboy both at school and at home. I always liked men and I just wore trousers and did nothing else which is considered as tomboyish. I also wore some black eyeliner at times back then. Still received the same comments.
I eventually quit school and after a while, I became addicted to Tumblr. There I got to know about trans stuff and from there I looked at trans men on YouTube, who were much less than today obviously. I went to a psychiatrist after that to discuss trauma like abuse and loneliness, but I also told him that I hate my period and I love wearing pants. After just two sessions with him, I was diagnosed with GID and was sent to an endo after that.
While I do regret spending so much time on the internet, this isn't the real problem. The real problem is irresponsible medical professionals, especially when given the facts that:
- Two sessions are way too little
- No tests including blood ones where ordered by the endo prior to T. I also wasn't made aware of the changes and side effects.
- After 4 months on T, I ended up in hospital after a suicide attempt. The same psychiatrist visited and he didn't advise me against taking T when it was apparent that my problems did not have GID amongst them.
Pre-T I always identified as a straight girl. I had zero gender dysphoria. I loved my body especially my lovely thick hair, which is gone now.
I also wasn't warned about a single side-effect of T from my doctors. I had severe nausea and diarrhoea while on T, while I still suffer from severe skin problems. I also had chest pains and trouble breathing. I also wasn't warned about hair loss, which I am really angry about because I really loved my hair. All kinds of people should be warned about every side effect by doctors for the medicines that they are taking and looking up side effects from the internet should not be a solution, unlike what a detransitioner on here suggested me to do.
I actually love his interviews. Since trans people are a minority and detrans people are even way less, at least at the time being, "outsiders" are our only hope to get our message across, sort of. Actually, I would love his and other detrans issues to be tackled more publicly, say on television.
I am trying to do just that. I am just on a loooong waiting list. Although no amount of money will get my natural beauty and body back, especially my thick hair, I do feel the need to sue a psychiatrist who said I had GID after two sessions, especially because he did most of his diagnosis based on a letter.