Growing up, my hair was kept short because it was so damn unruly; I was constantly assumed to be a boy because short hair, to the point adults would tell me "no, you are a boy." Looking back, I think the adults really did believe I was a boy wearing "girls clothes," but if I were going through childhood now, the adults would be assuming I'm some girl who believes she is a boy and would aggressively try to "validate me," and again, telling me I'm wrong when I insist I am a girl.