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PhilH's avatar

It is very sad how freedom of gender expression has become medicalized.

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This was me growing up in the 1990s (minus the lesbian part). Its been the running joke in my family that God forgot to give me a Y-chromosome (that can't actually be a joke anymore). I got told by my ballet teacher at 5 years old that 'I danced like a boy'. I also fought off an attempted sexual assault as a child, which, whilst not the worst possible outcome, left enough of a mark on my psyche to make me hate being a small blonde hair, blue eyed girl that looked like every female child victim of terrible crimes in the 1990s. Puberty was not much fun, as my genetic inheritance meant pretty wild mood swings plus the usual practicalities of a fertility cycle working out how to function. Socially, it was pretty terrible. I hated my first all-girls high school and did not fit in; academically gifted, perpetually bored, with a temperament that could not abide by doing something 'because everyone else was', and very 'non-girly' interests was not a good combination. I spent most of my early high school years hiding in the library reading fantasy novels about girls disguising themselves as boys to go and kick ass. Joan of Arc was (and still is) a favorite and I read everything I could about her. I was painfully jealous of the camaraderie fostered at my brother's all boys school and male friendships in general. Female social circles wider than 2 were exasperating and boring as I had very little patience for the subtle social games and maneuvering and passive aggression that typifies all female groupings.

Was I trans? By that DSM5 definition, I could have been. I'm glad the internet wasn't a thing yet and social media didn't make it's mark until I was finishing high school and getting out of that pressure cooker social environment. I'm also glad my parents let me be myself but affirmed my dignity and goodness as an emerging woman, that periods weren't a bad thing and female fertility was an awesome creative power. I hope I can take the same path with my two daughters, who knows what kind of bad-shit crazy they are going to have to deal with when they're time comes for high school. Give me old-fashioned rock and roll, binge drinking and smoking any day to this.

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