I just had a constant barrage of what girls like/what boys like from my family plus an expectation that I would get married (to a man) and that was somehow an achievement and would be the pinnacle of my existence. It wasn’t done in a shaming way, just matter of fact, so it was relatively easy to unlearn.
What I found harder to unlearn was the wider social pressure around the idea that “women’s interests” particularly as they relate to beauty and appearance are somehow vapid and not as important as male interests and hobbies.
I also have a lifelong mistrust of other women, particularly in groups, but I think that is the result of direct experience of women being much harsher judges of anyone who doesn’t conform and who questions these social norms. It’s all social conditioning, but that is the most lingering effect for me.
On marriage, I didn’t change my name and we walked down the aisle together (very fast). I was told that made it not a real wedding by a family friend who said he’d be furious if his daughter “did that to him”. What a prick.