I'd give anything to be cis. No family rejection, no feeling guilty for asking them to accept me for being myself, no more internal mental battles about how I'll never have what every single cis woman takes for granted every single day, no more hating myself every single time I look at another girl and realize that my femininity will never be as complete as theirs, no more feeling inadequate, no more feeling guilty for being myself, no more constantly needing to convince myself that I have the right to exist at all, no more worries about whether anyone could ever find me attractive, I could actually dream of having a family...
Don't even get me started. I'd take all of that "it's made you mentally stronger" mental reasoning BS and shove it in an instant if I had the option.
I wish my past self during those 27 years would just die, frankly. I never liked being him in the first place, and now even after over 2 years of transition and a year of full-time I feel like he'll never stop haunting me and making my life miserable.
I don't even care if I was actually cis, I just wish I, and everyone else in the world, could be rid of the mental baggage of knowing that I'm trans. My body isn't really that different from cis-women's bodies. If I didn't know that my body features are the way that they are because of testosterone and a male puberty, if I were to have my mind re-written so that to myself I was nothing but a big infertile cis-women, I imagine that it would be much easier to forgive myself. And if I didn't have to constantly fight with other people who know my past, who will always see me as a son instead of a daughter, who will always be trying to guilt-trip me about how I took away the person they knew, my life would be so much easier.