My experience with Dr William Powers

i didnt know who he was when i moved to detroit 5 years ago. i looked up trans friendly doctors and went to see him. he would weigh me and shout my wieght out to the entire office. he would tell me over and over how disgusting i was and how i WILL die because of my weight. when i said i was nonbinary he said that being nonbinary was bad for me and i had to transition to either be a man or a woman because hormone stuff etc etc. he put me on a diet pill, told me to only eat 400 calories a day (drinking gatorade and eating yogurt were his options) and when i told him that i had an eating disorder he said that wasnt possible because i was obese. he told me to stop eating when i was full. when i explained to him that i grew up poor and i no longer can tell if im full because of it, he accused me of lying. he would also hug me and at times he would be really sweet. it was hard bc he was so intense. when i started talking about how he made me feel, people would say “oh hes just autsitic” but IM autistic and it felt like more than that. he would also talk to me not only about other patients medical details but also about his betraying bisexual wife. (that felt weird bc im bisexual) i had sympathy and compassion for him and i really wanted to continue seeing him. one time the lady (who was black- this is important for this story) who took my blood had computer problems and he treated her like she was a lazy piece of shit even tho she was super anxious and doing her best. i saw the computer problems with my own eyes! and when i tried to defend her he was like “you dont understand shes just so bad at her job”. it felt so racist to me. when covid hit, he put a facebook post about how trump’s medical stance can be right sometimes and attacking him is ignorant. bestie….. you work with trans people….. maybe keep that an inside thought. ive been afraid to talk about my experience bc ive seen him attack people online and bring up personal details to “roast them back”. i feel bad for him but i also hate him. i mourn his cats that he lost in the fire and i resent him for hurting me. for a while i really really liked him and didnt think anything was wrong. i was finally seen by a doctor who accepted me for being trans. i had to stop seeing him when i realized i would have panic attacks and miss appointments over and over. i had to stop and realize that maybe my body was telling me something. when i finally stopped seeing him it was like a flood of negative emotions i had been putting off, and i realized how much he had been hurting me. i now feel used and like an experiment so that he could become the new figurehead of trans health care. it feels like he saw how popular richard feynman was in the physics community and tried to emulate it. a better name for people might be that he wanted to be elon musk but for trans healthcare. a “revolutionary genius” if you will. im so so glad im back to regular doctors, like yeah maybe im missing out on “good” trans healthcare but im at least free of someone who used me. tbh im better and healthier now. also if he sees this, hello dr. im not afraid of you anymore. say what you want about me. i hate how you hurt me. i hate how going to southfield now gives me a panic attack. i will never forgive you for your ego getting in the way of your job.