When I was 16 went through that phase of not wanting be a girl (Lesbian, black and living on a military base, mind you), I confessed my “friends” I didn’t felt like a girl at all and they where supportive and cool about it even changing my pronouns and calling me by my chosen name. I knew that a guy from the group had a crush on me but I was also a guy and they treated me as such. Until, we got to drink for the very first time in my life we walked their girlfriends home and mine has the last stop before they got home and we sit to chat, this guy held me on the garage floor and simply all my “friends” decided that we needed to be alone and left me there, drunk with a 200L guy on top of me in the dark… Luckily I was able to kick him and run home a cry myself to sleep for being a silly girl never spoke to none of them again moved to a different army base 6 months later and was myself again