What I'm hearing sounds like a reflection of myself. Sorry I can see this ending up being rather long.
I had this inner turmoil. I couldnt shake it whatsoever. It was literally angel vs devil. I knew something was wrong but I didnt know what, then i came across transgender. Did it click - NOPE. why? because growing up I wrongly had assumed transgender was men in dresses. It didnt seem to fit and I was at war with myself everytime I was left alone, surrounded by my thoughts and feelings. Then I came across androgynous, and it clicked. I fitted the bill, I even did the gender test (not reliable but gives a good indication). I was at peace and I told my mum and she was like "...errr okay", she reasearched it and was sceptical but fine with it.
Fast forward a month, I literally came home from school, went to my room and crumpled down, the inner war had begun again. I was fine all day and then bam it was like a wall hit me. I now know this is my type of dysphoria but at the time I had no idea. Anyway I spent the next week trying to figure out what it was, what was wrong with me. I cant explain it but my heart felt heavy, like it was trying to sing yet I was suffocating it. It was hugely concerning because I'd never felt like this in my life, it wasnt mood swings it was me, trying to tell myself something. So anyway I pondered away, googled away, read away trying to find out what this was. I came across the term gender fluid, I realised it was gender related but i refused to even contemplate being transgender, I was still under the impression that trans was weird, for freaks. I COULDNT BE TRANS! I wasnt a "man in a dress". So I decided i was gender fluid, moreso masculine and that was that. The End
But not for long because fast forward another few weeks and bam again this inner war had started again. I was more concerned than ever. I was confused and scared. This was bad. Then I joined Experience Project (when it was in its prime, its a bit naff now). And I had made a few friends, this girl my age who lived 50 odd miles out, and this 40 yr old guy who I adopted as my Godfather due his amazing wisdom (and my lack of older male guidance in my life). And I was texting this girl on kik for ages and I said something really tongue-in-cheek, and she texted back saying. "my name you rude boy" what followed was gasps and shock and more gasps from me because I was like "cr*p, this girl thinks Im a guy! When she finds out im not shes gonna think me really weird" and then I thought, "wait why did she think I was a guy, I havent said anything to show that and my picture and screen name isnt gender specific and theres no gender markers on here" So I asked and she said you have an aura of masculinity (which wasnt wrong, ive always been seen as male until i said otherwise) Anyway I told her I wasnt sure what my gender actually was, turns out she was gender fluid and bi, so she was like imma call you a guy anyway, and i was cool with that.
Anyway a week or so passed, the war had turned more into a debate inside my head. What was I supposed to do, so I sat and reflected upon everything. And little by little it started to sink in, that maybe, just maybe I was actually transgender. (I was about 15 at the time). So what did i do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Why? because i wanted to make sure, I knew my mother wouldnt reject me but i didnt know what or how to tell her. I'm known for my cautiousness, I didnt want to make a mistake. So I let it lie for a bit, and all was well-ish until March 2013. By delving into my past and analysing it, I uncovered some of my child abuse that id somehow managed to shield away from myself and it basically triggered continuous nightmares. That added to the gender confusion mounted up, when i knew i couldnt carry the burden anymore or else it would destroy me. So I wrote it all in a letter.
And immediately I felt a bit better, then I gave it to my mum and we discussed it. We sorted out the child abuse -police/court etc , but in a way that overshadowed the gender stuff. Everyone was more concerned that a person they had trusted was commiting these crimes and the gender thing was just accepted almost immediately. Obviously there was skeptism, but there were bigger fish to fry.
It was then and only then that we looked back through photos and in 70% im neutral looking, 20% male amd 10% female. Added to primary school work id done at age 6 saying "If I could wish for anything in the world, I wish I was a boy" (im annoyed my primary teachers didnt pick up on that), alongside many other incidents such as clothing/toys/friends/hobbies/personality, basically confirmed it.
Id honestly try giving the "test" a whirl. If you aren't sound of mind don't attempt it, but basically be a girl. Do what society expects and do it for 2 weeks or more. If you can do it without too much pain/uncomfort and can see yourself doing that for the rest of your life then your probably not trans. If you start to struggle, drop something eg stop wearing make-up or stop wearing dresses etc. and keep doing that until your comfortable. If you look androgynous you may be just that or fluid. If your more masculine then id say you may want to get a proper therapist to evaluate you because you're most likely trans.
Be true to yourself, because the truth will always come out- If it is Consistent, Persistent and Insistent then there's something not quite adding up! Best of luck
Gentleboy