When I was about 6 years or there abouts, I recall, standing in front of one of those huge mirrors which cover a wall. I wasn't in class, for some reason, probably sent out.
Anyway, I do recall, looking at my body and clothes then trying to imagine it was actually a girl, looking back at me. It worked, the joy of being that young.
Anyway, I continued the fantasy and imagined someone standing over me, asking , well, young lady, what's your name?'. I just replied Jill. No idea where it came from.
So that's who I am. Perhaps always have been.
Jill