This is where I'm sure I'm a bit different (but that it connects all the same), but since the very day puberty happened, I've always wished I'd wake up with a beautiful face. In school, there were always girls who, like me, had no boobs and butt and weighed 110lbs, but were getting laid left and right because they had such gorgeous faces. While I've always liked my petite body, boobs or not, I've always hated my extremely brutish, manly face. On top of contradicting my inner gender, it even contradicts my slender, sleek body! I've always hated it.
And quite frankly, twice in my life, I've woken up with a different, albeit botched and maimed, face. You know life is toying with you when you get the surgeries you want but turn into the victim of malpractice at the hands of a rapist who performs your surgery without proper training and under the influence of a substance.
One thing I want to ask everyone here: I know how young transgendered children act (most of them automatically think of their parts as a birth defect), but how exactly does one get all that hyped up about the body during youth? I literally did not know what a vagina was until quite late in life, nor did any of the girls around me my age have boobs until late middle school. Sometimes I believe that some cases of ->-bleeped-<- are actually a (maybe undiscovered) disorder where a young child wants to be an adult in form, wanting to have boobs and parts that, rather than classifying the gender of children around them, classify an adult mother or father.
