I was born premature and weighed a little under 5 lbs at birth, and things did not get much better when I got older. I got called all the perjoratives in school, and was physically bullied on a daily basis. I was always smaller than the other boys, and a lot of girls (4'10" 90 lb in the ninth grade, 5'6" 120 lbs when I finished high school.)
I fought, got beat up, pummeled, and pushed my little body to the limit and beyond in p.e. trying to prove myself.
In my twenties I discovered bicycle racing and downhill skiing, two sports where size did not matter.
And of course I went into deep denial about my femininity. Sometimes I cry now over what a cute little teenage girl I would have been.
In adulthood I slowly embraced my femininity, first through hobbies, literature and art, and stealthy little ways of dressing, and then more recently I stopped fighting myself and really surrendered to it, and I am a lot happier.
But I am most definitely not a girly girl. I am more of a tight jeans and leggings kind of girl than the kind of girl who would wear a skirt for anything other than the office, and I won't tolerate frills or ruffles on anything.