Actually, after thinking about this, I realize my objection to a "cure" is deeper than I had thought.
You see, as far back as I can remember, I've been in rebellion not just against the shackles of
my assigned gender, but against the whole gender edifice. Why must people be constrained to have their bodies, their personalities, their preferences, their social roles, their abilities, and everything that makes them unique human beings be constrained to fit into one of two boxes? It's Procrustes all over again, except with a choice of two beds instead of only one.
In fact, my deepest reservations about transitioning center around my fear that I'll be trading a male Iron Maiden for a female one.
IMHO, the whole idea of "curing" transgender people is an act of violence against humanity's humanity, rather like how in
Brave New World people are drugged and conditioned from birth to be "happy" in their assigned caste. How is it any different from remaking African-American's minds to make them happy being slaves? Or remaking women to be Stepford wives or
fembots?
I am adamantly against the idea of requiring people who don't fit to be remade, simply so members of the dominant group don't have to think.

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