I'm not entirely sure what the "transgender narrative" is. I haven't really experienced a whole lot of commonality in dysphoria among the people I've met, and I've yet to medically transition, so I haven't experienced any gatekeeping, either, but...
I suppose I fit it in some ways. I always knew there was something seriously off about me, and probably always knew subconsciously that it was my gender, but I didn't consciously admit it until puberty. I guess that fits into the narrative. But the other stuff...
I'm totally grossed out by guys and would never,
ever consider a romantic/sexual relationship with one. It's amazing how this is such a stumbling point for a lot of the people I've met. I've met
so many people within our own community who either just assume I'm into guys because I'm a woman (you wouldn't think we'd be quite so hung up on heterosexuality as cis people, but apparently so), start talking in detail to me about their sexual encounters with men because they assume I can relate (I'm just internally cringing and thinking, "Ewww! I did
not ask to hear this!" the whole time, but it's not like I can say that. =P), or even worse, the ones who think my sexuality somehow makes me less of a woman or is some weird indicator of masculinity. Some even seem to think I'm only into girls because of the T. I wonder how they account for all the cis lesbians out there.
As for how I experience dysphoria, I suppose that doesn't quite line up with the standard definition, either. My genitals, while I wish I could afford to change them, are probably the part of my body I care about the least. The way I see it, no one else is even going to know what I have down there except my partner, so why should I be overly concerned about them? My list of what causes me the most dysphoria goes something like this...
1. Voice.
I don't have to constantly look at myself, but I do have to constantly speak and hear my voice, which is very deep and masculine, causing me major dysphoria.
2. Hair.
I can't grow my hair out because of the MPB that has spread across the entire top of my head, I hate touching my face and being reminded of the stubble there, and then there's the body hair... Ugh. It's
everywhere. 
3. The lack of any sort of ) ( figure. I'm hoping this will change once I lose enough weight. I'm going to be pretty devastated if there isn't at least some degree of a feminine figure hiding underneath the fat.
4. Breasts.
I want them so, so badly...
5. Genitals.
Last on the list. I doubt I'll ever be able to afford the surgery. I make very little money and there are so many things that would come before it, if I did. I guess I'm... okay... with them. As long as I don't have to use them for penetration, I can deal.