The Last Time I Wore A Dress
This terrifying memoir recounts author Daphne Scholinski's three years  spent in mental institutions for, among other things, Gender Identity  Disorder. Daphne came from a busted home: Mom left to go  to college and become a feminist and an artist; Dad stayed home with  two daughters, the elder of whom, Daphne, he often beat. When Daphne  started acting up at school, her shrinks decided to put her away. Her family, not knowing how to handle her, agreed. Because she was a  tomboy who wore jeans and T-shirts and didn't act enough like a girl,  her treatment, in addition to talk therapy, isolation, and drugs,  required her to wear makeup, walk with a swing in her hips, and  pretend to be obsessed with boys. This sounds awful enough, but  when you realize that the confinement and treatment took place from  1981 to 1984, it's absolutely chilling. This book is both a powerful  indictment of Gender Identity Disorder treatment and an inspiring  testament of one person's survival.--This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.