This story is from the comments by /u/lmnop-etc that are listed below, summarised with AI.
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Based on the comments provided, the account appears to be authentic. There are no serious red flags suggesting it is a bot or a fake persona.
The user's narrative is highly specific, emotionally complex, and internally consistent over a long period. They describe a unique and traumatic experience of being coerced into medical transition due to a misdiagnosis of Transgender OCD, detailing the long-term physical and psychological consequences. The comments show a natural evolution of healing, from deep grief to gradual acceptance, and offer nuanced, personalized advice to others. The passion and anger expressed are consistent with the genuine trauma described, not the simplified rhetoric of a troll or bot. The account's behavior—sharing vulnerable details, engaging in supportive dialogue, and expressing a coherent personal journey—strongly indicates a real person.
About me
I was pushed into a medical transition I never wanted by a therapist who misread my OCD fears as a desire to be a man. I was on testosterone for five miserable years and had a double mastectomy, feeling completely disconnected from myself. I stopped after a breakdown made me realize I had been coerced. Now, I'm healing from the trauma and have reclaimed my life as a woman, even finding my singing voice again. My body is permanently changed, but I've learned to accept myself and finally deal with my actual conditions.
My detransition story
My whole journey with transition and detransition is a story of being profoundly misunderstood and pushed into something I never wanted. It started with what I now know was Transgender OCD. For years, my mind was stuck on this terrifying "what if" loop: what if I was actually supposed to be a man? I was obsessed with the idea, but it was a fear, not a desire. I was desperately afraid of having to be masculine or change my body. I loved my voice; I was a singer and it was my main way of connecting with the world. The thought of losing it was devastating.
I went to therapy hoping for help to make these obsessive thoughts stop. I was explicit with my therapist: I told her I wanted to be a woman, I did not want to be trans, I did not want to take testosterone, and I did not want any surgeries. I even wrote in an email that thinking about starting testosterone filled me with dread and that death felt like a less scary option. But she didn't listen. She treated my fear as if it was internalized transphoria and that I was actually a trans man in denial. She shot down every single reason I gave for not wanting to medically transition. I felt like I had no choice. I became suicidal and believed that maybe if I just went along with it, I would finally find relief.
So, I started testosterone. For my first injection, and the one after, the clinic accidentally gave me double the normal dose. I was on it for five miserable years. I also had a double mastectomy. I never identified as a man or even transmasculine through any of this. I felt like a husk of a person, completely dissociated from my own life. I was constantly grieving my singing voice and my old self, wondering why I couldn't just be a woman like everyone else.
The turning point came about three years after I started this medical path. I was in a new therapy, and my memories of what that first therapist had done came flooding back. I had a complete breakdown. I realized I had been coerced into a medical transition I actively fought against. The grief and trauma were overwhelming. I stopped testosterone immediately.
Since then, my life has been about healing from that trauma. I go to therapy three times a week. It’s a long process. Physically, my body has changed back more than I ever thought possible. My voice, while different and lower, is now consistently heard as female. I worked with a speech pathologist who was incredibly kind and helped me emotionally as much as vocally. I can sing again, which is a miracle I thought was lost forever.
I had top surgery, so I am flat-chested. I miss my breasts deeply and some days the grief is overwhelming, but I’ve also learned to accept my body as it is now. I feel beautiful again. I date men and have even been a sugar baby; they are attracted to me as a woman and I don’t feel the need to explain my history or my body to them.
I now understand that a lot of my initial feelings of being "weird" or out of place were likely due to being autistic, which I’ve more recently come to accept. The combination of autism and OCD made me a target for a therapist who didn't know what she was doing.
I have massive regrets about my transition because it was something done to me, not something I chose. I regret ever walking into that therapist's office. I am angry that my body was permanently altered against my will. But I don't regret detransitioning. Getting off hormones and reclaiming myself as a woman has saved my life. I am finally dealing with the actual issues: OCD, autism, and trauma.
My thoughts on gender are that it's become far too complicated. The pressure to label everything and everyone feels oppressive. I just want to be me, a woman, without anyone questioning it based on how I look or sound. I believe my story is a warning about what can happen when therapists prioritize affirmation over actually listening to and understanding their patients' fears.
| Age | Year | Event |
|---|---|---|
| (Age not specified) | (Year not specified) | Began experiencing Transgender OCD (TOCD), obsessing over gender identity out of fear, not desire. |
| (Age not specified) | (Year not specified) | Started therapy to address TOCD, explicitly stated I did not want to transition. |
| (Age not specified) | (Year not specified) | Therapist coerced me into believing medical transition was my only option despite my protests. |
| (Age not specified) | (Year not specified) | Started testosterone. Was accidentally given a double dose for the first two injections. |
| (Age not specified) | (Year not specified) | Underwent double mastectomy (top surgery). |
| (Age not specified) | (Year not specified) | Remained on testosterone for five years, deeply unhappy and dissociated. |
| (Age not specified) | ~2018 | Memories of the coercive therapy returned, leading to a breakdown. Stopped testosterone after 5 years. |
| (Age not specified) | ~2018-Present | Began the process of detransitioning. Started intensive therapy (3x/week) to address the trauma, OCD, and autism. |
| (Age not specified) | (Year not specified) | Worked with a speech pathologist to retrain my voice. |
| (Age not specified) | Present | Living as a woman, navigating life with the physical changes from my medical transition. |
Top Reddit Comments by /u/lmnop-etc:
I genuinely don't understand this. If you're having a problem that you think is like period cramps and you don't have a uterus, you should probably seek medical attention. I have a uterus, and I don't get cramps; I've never felt the need to pretend I do.
Well, I don't identify as "detransitioned" exactly because of what happened to me. I was mentally ill, struggling incredibly, and went to therapy in the hope that I could avoid having to medically transition. I was so fucking scared and suicidal and every time I gave my therapist my rock solid reasons for not wanting to change my body, she shot them down as if she was freeing me, somehow. I came to believe that I had no choice but to transition. I came to believe I was different and even though I desperately wanted to be a woman, I could not be. It was all so incredibly cruel and dangerous and I lived for so many years in a very dissociated state. I felt like I had been mutilated and I could never understand why someone like me -- who was so dedicated to keeping my body exactly as it was, who would never even get a tattoo because the permanence is far too much for me to handle -- had to do these things to my body. I remember saying to my therapist "Maybe I'll identify as male once I'm on testosterone?" and she acted like that was somehow normal. She acted like it was normal for me to have to medically transition and desperately want to be a woman.
My case is an exception and I never actually identified as a man or even transmasculine when I went through all of this............. but what I went through is extremely real and I am more traumatized than I will ever be able to articulate. It's been more than three years since my memories of what happened came back to me; I am in therapy 3x per week.
Sorry for dumping all of this out there but I hate when people act like what happened to me is impossible. It's not. I'm real. FWIW I had trans OCD and other people (peers and clinicians) periodically told me that I was trans and let me tell you that did NOT help me.
I literally sit in therapy and go "I KNOW I AM TRANSPHOBIC BUT" before yammering on about whatever. My therapist then looks at me like I have three heads because I have said nothing bad or hateful or actually bigoted. She always pushes back and says I am being very reasonable and is certain many people have the same views as me. I just have these people in my head all the time, and it's so unpleasant.
I'm so sorry; you were sticking up for someone who was clearly in pain. I would have been so pissed if someone commented on a post about my story and did the whole "what about me 🥺" thing. It's unnecessary and wildly unhelpful.
Ughhhhh it really worries me when people pat themselves on the back for being radical but are actually just enforcing stereotypes, misogyny, other systems of oppression, etc. The idea that shaving is for women is outrageous to me. People of all genders grow body hair??
And I'm so sorry that they're trying to put some particular gender label ON YOU... to make themselves more comfortable, maybe?? Totally unacceptable and weird, honestly. Makes no sense.
Please be gentle with yourself. You have done nothing wrong. It is normal a good to explore and grow and change. You are processing a lot and figuring out who you are and what is comfortable for you. People adjusted to calling you Wil and they can adjust again; I know it may feel like a huge deal, but the reality is that the people who care about you want you to be happy and feel supported. It can be scary to say out loud what you're thinking and feeling, but it is only once you do that you can get the support you need.
You are enough. I promise. Things like "good enough" or "girl enough" aren't real and we hurt ourselves by trying to believe that they are. You get to be exactly who you are.
❤️
If you're a lesbian, you're a lesbian. You're female no matter how many times people have believed you to be male. You get to just be you now. There aren't rules. It wouldn't be very respectful of yourself if you tried to push yourself to be something you're not. And if you're not ultimately a lesbian? That's fine too. But know that you're in control. Men do not have the power to define you. Only you get to do that.
You need to get away from reddit/gender-related internet stuff and get help specifically for OCD, if possible. Or at least accept that it's OCD and recognize that feeding the rumination and engaging in reassurance seeking always and ONLY makes the obsession worse. This is how OCD works. We cannot keep telling you that it's not gender dysphoria because you will just keep asking and looking for reassurance that it's not the thing you don't want it to be. That is what has been happening. You don't have gender dysphoria. This is coming from someone who dealt with TOCD for years. I know how awful it is, but googling and asking for input and trying to make sure it's not real is just a cycle that leads nowhere.
I don't understand why anything you've said would make you non-binary. This seems to be primarily about sexist expectations and ideas. And products. It worries me that existing in your body as it was made you feel guilty—that's something worth exploring. Gendered expectations are oppressive nonsense; no one should have to reject their sex because they don't fall into line with the bullshit.
It makes it less pleasant to be a woman when people pretend that letting one's body hair grow, choosing certain clothes over others, not wearing makeup, etc, somehow makes a person less female.
You're allowed to feel whatever you're feeling. Let yourself feel it. It's going to be harder to move through it if you don't let yourself feel it first. I'm really sorry it sucks so much. Time helps.
Also, encouragement from a therapist is no small thing. You were vulnerable and wanted to feel better and people offered something they insisted would give you relief. It makes sense that you'd seek relief.
This shit really bugs me. Like so much. Things have gotten progressively weirder and worse over the past twenty+ years. I hate thinking about how if I were to get a buzz cut or something one of these days, plenty people would be like OH WHAT ARE YOUR PRONOUNS? ARE YOU NON-BINARY? A MAN? PRONOUNS? ARE YOU SURE??? As if a woman can't have short hair. It did not used to be like this. It really didn't.
I find much more freedom outside of LGBTQ community than within it tbh. Maybe that's due to luck and privilege based on where I've lived, etc, but queer communities are often so eager to invoke labels and descriptors that make my skin crawl. I don't need to be described or categorized. I truly never want someone telling me that I'm looking/being masculine or feminine or gay or straight or nonbinary or whatever the hell else.