Thank you, Rowan, for sharing this. I have been feeling the same way and was worried that something was wrong with me. I hate the female that I was supposed to be and yet I have weird moments of anxiety over stupid little things like my name. I hate it if someone dead names me but I don't know how to be strong enough to correct them. It still feels so new to me that I've actually called my four year old nephew Steinarr a couple of times, luckily he's young enough where I can turn it into a what's your name game and he just thinks I'm some silly/weird dude.
But anyways, being this false female for 24 years was still my identity and in some ways I feel as though I'm going through a bit of a grieving period.
Bit of a tangent, but there's a trans guy, Ethan Smith, who reads this amazing poem that he wrote called, "A Letter to the Girl I Used to Be." It's on YouTube through button poetry.