I'm Out of a Bad Situation but Now Don't Know What to Do
So, I (19M) was with this guy "Seth" (22M) for almost six months. I don't know if he was a chaser or a straight guy who pretended to be queer, but when we met, he told me he identified as bisexual. That was no big deal to me (obviously). And I think you already know where this story is going.
By the time we went on our first date as a couple, he was on the phone with his mom (41F) while we were sitting together and he misgendered me to her. He then asked me if it was okay if he referred to me with she/her and called me his girlfriend while he was talking to his mom since it'd be easier for him and his siblings (19M, 9F, 7M) to understand that I was his girlfriend rather than his transmasculine boyfriend who used he/they at the time. I was so baffled by this that I just agreed to it before I knew what I was agreeing to.
Then later, he started saying these things about how he prefers a partner who was more feminine and had long hair. This made me really self-conscious, especially since he met me when my style was exclusively Spencer's shirts, jeans, ratty sneakers, a baseball cap, and always having hair that was shaved down to a 2-guard cut (or "hypermasc" in my best friend's words). So, I stopped binding, started wearing my more feminine clothes, and started growing my hair out again.
It got to a point where I was always crying to him about how I stopped feeling like myself, how I don't even know who I am anymore. How looking in the mirror made me feel like I was looking at a different person and that I couldn't believe that I was looking at myself whenever I looked at the more feminine version of myself in the mirror. All he did was tell me that it would take a little time for me to adjust.
Well, a couple months after that, I claimed I was no longer a man and was actually a demigirl who used she/they because it was easier to pretend than accept what was really going on. So, he dropped the line. We were laughing together about something, I can't remember what, and he just deadpanned and said, "I'm straight." I kept laughing because it felt so ridiculous, but then it stopped when I realized he wasn't laughing anymore. He was serious. He considered himself straight after knowingly getting with a transmasc guy. And I let him.
We broke up about a month after he had said that which would be about three and a half weeks ago now. While I'm finally exploring the idea of properly being a guy again, I feel different about it now. Whenever I want to buy men's clothes, I actually get scared to do it and just walk away like it never happened. Whenever I think about cutting my hair, I find every reason to talk myself out of it. Whenever I think about getting minoxidil, starting on T, and using trans tape, I quickly shove that thought down because it feels like admitting to something I don't want to hear anymore. And whenever I see men who give me gender envy (almost always in fiction), I act like it's some far away dream that can never happen to me specifically.
Something that used to feel so freeing scares me now and I don't know what to do. I'm already looking into therapy, but I don't know what else I can do in the meantime.