Yes, if you want.
So, I’m going to be vague about the first one of these stories because it was told to me in confidence, and I only got to hear it in the first place because I try to talk to as many people as possible in a neutral sort of way.
Story 1 - friend of mine had a (female) child start identifying as a boy at a similar sort of time to my middle child (the conversation was some years later though, after everything had gone to hell). And, being a good ally, of course she immediately went round to the local youth gender services where they told her it was vitally important that she start calling her child a boy name, expunge all thoughts of her child being a girl, get child connected with local LGBT groups and so on. At which my friend was confused because … wasn’t there supposed to be some kind of assessment? This is all so quick, and my child doesn’t act like a boy. She did her best with it over the next few years but she couldn’t really manage to believe the stuff she was meant to believe. I think from her pov she was doing her best not to let it show but it’s hard to judge how well you’re actually fooling close family members about your real opinions. Child spent the next few years being not very happy, eventually had a blowup because friend said ‘but … there are some circumstances where your sex rather than your gender identity matters, right?’ at which point she was told she was a transphobe and a bigot, child left home, and hasn’t been in contact since.
Story 2 - this is from someone in my parents’ group. Child who’d been happy in primary school, but had a tough time settling in to high school. Very unhappy, anorexia, anxiety attacks. Lots of ‘allyship’ in the school, high level of LGBT education, and after about 6 months child says to mum ‘hey, I think maybe I’m not happy because I’m actually a boy.’ Mum (single mum) finds local therapist, therapist says ‘well, we need to support your child’s gender identity above all’. Mum keeps trying to get them to focus on the anxiety, self-harm, anorexia. Therapist keeps bringing it back to gender. All through this, child and mum still have a decently close relationship, though there’s strain because mum is honest that she doesn’t think gender is really the problem. After a number of hears, child suddenly has a big mental health crisis/revolution revolving around ‘crap. I’m not a boy. I’ve NEVER been a boy. This is all rubbish. How did I possibly come to believe that?’. Child is extraordinarily angry at all the therapists and school welfare workers who didn’t help her actually come to terms with her female body. But … she still hates having a female body and has no tools to deal with that feeling. Is currently taking T, which she started after she came to the conclusion that she wasn’t a boy, because even though she knows she’s a girl she can’t tolerate other people seeing that she’s a girl. Still living at home but distant from family, not in education or a job, nobody knows what the roadmap is from here.
Story 3 (me) - Child came out at 16 with the ‘hey I think maybe I’m really a boy and I want to be called by he/him pronouns.’ This is just after Covid, where child had had the worst possible time with at-home learning, in context that our home town had some of the longest lockdowns in the western world. Us: think ‘that’s extremely weird, this child has been particularly notable for being by far the most feminine in the family. But … uh … okay? We guess?’. Start reading and researching, beginning with Shrier, whose description of ROGD fits child perfectly. We’re all honest with each other about stuff, which boils down to “hey, actually we think maybe ‘being a boy on the inside’ just isn’t the sort of thing that can happen, but … we did give you permission to get called he, so I guess that stands”. We’ve never gone near an LGBT-anything. Child finished school successfully, is happily doing well in a diploma course, everyone has good relationships in the family. Child has decided maybe they’re not a boy after all, but ‘non-binary he/they’. We shrug. Siblings/friends use ‘he’ or ‘they’, cousins and grandparents use ‘she’ (we all agreed to this so as not to confuse the littlest cousin) , I don’t use pronouns of any sort. Child and I had a big discussion over coffee and brownies a few months ago and concluded that it wasn’t necessarily a problem between us that I’m a big time Terf who goes around leafletting to get male people out of womens sport, prisons and changerooms, because child isn’t really invested in that. Basically it’s a case of “well I do know I’m female, just don’t remind me that I’m female” (my interpretation, not child’s actual words)
Basically I have no particular confidence in the gender industry, and nothing that I see about me as time goes on is leading me to increase in confidence.