By Selwye Duke
Doctors have been sued out of medicine for a lot less than what was done to Nathaniel, a teen boy who’ll never be the same again. Having undergone “sex-change surgery” a year ago — including, of course, his genitalia’s removal — he now calls it a “Frankenstein” transition that has “ruined” his life.
Nathaniel is a 19-year-old whose story was told Sunday, with his permission, by author, public speaker, and proprietor of website SexChangeRegret.com Walt Heyer.
The young man, whose last name was withheld, relates that he was bullied by other boys in grade school because he had some characteristically female passions such an affinity for “girl games.” Then, when “he was a bit older,” Heyer writes at the Daily Signal, “he discovered internet pornography, heard about transgenderism, and as he says, ‘convinced myself that’s what I was.’”
After mustering the courage to reveal this to his mother the summer following eighth grade, she scheduled an appointment for him with “a doctor at an informed-consent clinic,” as Heyer says he put it.
The medical visits started just after Nathaniel turned 15 — and sparked a downward spiral. “‘From then on,' he says, ‘I slowly detached from everything until I was just staying home, playing video games, and going on the internet all day,’” Heyer relates. “‘I stopped reading, drawing, riding my bicycle. I surrounded myself in an echo chamber that supported and validated my poor decisions, because the others were also, unfortunately, stuck in that pit, too.’”
“A month after his 18th birthday, Nathaniel had what’s euphemistically called ‘bottom surgery,’” Heyer continued. “For a male like Nathaniel, that means refashioning the male genitalia into a pseudo-vagina. He suffered some complications that required a second surgery a few months later, and he had facial surgery to further feminize his appearance.” The result?
“Now that I’m all healed from the surgeries, I regret them,” Nathaniel laments nine months later. “The result of the bottom surgery looks like a Frankenstein hack job at best, and that got me thinking critically about myself. I had turned myself into a plastic-surgery facsimile of a woman, but I knew I still wasn’t one. I became (and to an extent, still feel) deeply depressed.”
“I feel as though I have ruined my life,” he sadly confesses.