“I was watching a documentary about cults, and I got the weird feeling that the way they described the cult sounded like the camp”

I never really thought that much about being a girl when I was in elementary school. I played with boys and girls, we did sports together, we were just kids having fun. Whether you were a boy or girl didn't matter. I was just me.

Then when I got into middle school, I hit puberty. I realized that the boys that were my friends looked at me differently. Even the ones who were attracted to me started treating me different, and it wasn't good. All of a sudden it felt like my opinion didn't matter. The things I said were stupid and unimportant. I saw the way society looked at me now, too. I felt judged and stared at everywhere I went. I was expected to be a certain way: agreeable, compliant, pretty, and accessible. I felt like my body had also betrayed me. I became really depressed and got really bad panic attacks. I hated being a girl, but there didn't seem to be anyway out of it.

One summer in high school, I went to a super-liberal arts camp. Half the girls there were either NB or trans. Everyone was super accepting of everyone else, and for a kid who'd been called "goth dyke" by other kids in school, I felt very at home for the first time. Every night we had a campfire circle where kids could talk about anything, and over the course of the summer, a bunch of girls came out as trans. There was a lot of crying, and everyone would hug her and congratulate her. She would get a lot of special attention and the counselors would tell everyone how proud they were of the girl and how being trans was a wonderful thing and nothing to be ashamed of.

Toward the end of the summer, I got up the courage at circle to tell everyone I was really a trans guy. Everyone was so happy for me! I was literally embraced by everyone there, from campers to counselors to administrators. I felt like I belonged. I felt like I had found what I had been looking for. If being female was the source of my problems, then NOT being female would be the cure. It all made sense. Suddenly a light went on.

I didn't change my pronouns right away. I just got a "boy" haircut and started dressing in my brother's clothes. Everything was super baggy so no one could see my shape. People started mistaking me for a boy, and I was thrilled. Everyone at my liberal high school fell all over themselves to congratulate me. A friend even threw a "coming out" birthday party for me. My parents tried to be supportive, but I knew it made them sad. I didn't care. Life as a boy was better.

Except it wasn't. It was true that people treated me differently. I felt seen and respected as a boy in a way that I wasn't (and still am not) as a girl. And also the anxiety and depression and panic attacks and OCD didn't go away.

One day after living as a boy for a couple of years during high school, I was watching a documentary about cults, and I got the weird feeling that the way they described the cult sounded like the camp. The documentary really bothered me, and I couldn't shake the feeling. Totally unrelated to that, I started therapy (I was doing some cutting), and I started to feel better about myself in general. I just became more comfortable in myself and more accepting of my body. I'm in college now and live fully as a woman.

I still think there are people who can really benefit from transitioning, but I think it is just done way too often. Young people, particularly young women, need adults to ask the right questions. If anyone had really bothered to ask me WHY I felt like a boy, they might have realized I really just needed support and compassion in dealing with puberty.

I'm really worried about kids who are coming up in school now. I feel like opting out of being a girl is now a cure all treatment for everything. Don't like your body? You're a guy! Don't like "girl stuff?" You're a guy! Don't "like" boys? You're a guy! There are all kinds of reasons a girl might not feel comfortable being a girl at that age. Sexual trauma, puberty issues, struggles with sexuality. Why is "you're a guy!" always the easy answer? Maybe it shouldn't be that easy.

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