A few months after turning eighteen, Henry was seen at the adult Gender Identity Clinic in west London. This was, he thinks, at least the sixth appointment with a clinician in which he had to answer the same questions he’d been answering for years. At the end of the appointment, the clinician said he should have yet another appointment before starting hormones and Henry broke down. ‘She wasn’t very understanding,’ Henry says of the clinician. ‘She was like, “Why are you crying like this?” and I said, “Because I’m so disappointed.” In the end my mum came in and explained everything. Even then,
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