I can empathize. It may be because I can't seem to do anything to get myself to pass, but I generally try to dress how I think I should look and then ignore what I look like to other people once I've done what I can with what I have, so I don't go crazy and act like the Angry Marines (all angry, all the time) the way I did in highschool. I don't actively hate my tits despite that the fact they're there at all feels wrong, or the little curve between my hips and ribcage; not even my bum. I kindof despise that I'm 5'2", but I hear Kurt Cobain wasn't much taller and he was a pretty cool guy so I don't have to be unhappy about it. I mostly dislike these things because they make people think of me as a woman and associate feminine standards and stereotypes with me. IN the past, a few people have gone so far as to assume I wear makeup and ask me for tips or ask to borrow some. I got a little twinge of anger, but mostly I wondered if it really looked like I was wearing makeup or it they just expected me to be. I used to be way, way angrier about my female features before the wrong puberty came to an end, but I guess I've either learned some way to ignore them most of the time, or I just calmed down a lot. Probably a little of both.
I only really feel upset about my outward appearance when someone says something to remind me that I am undeniably presenting female or I see an image of myself in a photo or a mirror; I can tolerate being "she'd", as much as I ignore it I know what I look like, but after I refer to myself with masculine terms a few times and someone has to point out "But you're a woman" I get... upset to make an understatement. I don't really defend myself when it happens, I don't like to make a scene and especially not in public over something I know doesn't seem like big deal to anyone but me, but I really do seethe about it. I generally offer a weak-sauce "And who besides you gives a ->-bleeped-<-?" I'm hoping that getting more muscle on me will help; I passed slightly better (but not much x.x) when I was more muscular but I really let myself out of shape when I had to move down south for a year and a half and now I have to try for all that back. BUT I digress.
My vagina, on the other hand, I am straight up depressed about. I really, really wish it were a penis. I could tolerate people thinking I look feminine if I had a penis, because... well... I don't even know. I'd just feel so much better. Bottom surgery had better improve a lot quickly x.x I've calmed down about it a bit now that I've finished having the wrong puberty; I used to get a little suicidal over it, but now I generally just get kinda bummed out. While I'm using it to have sex I'm more OK with it, but I think there's a coping mechanism in there somewhere. I guess I figure as long as I have it, better there than in my bum. x.x