"almost in narnia" is funny. Thanks for the laugh.

Oh, Claire, I can't even come close to counting the times I've felt like that. But maybe I remember the first, when I was mabe four years old, at a wedding of some relative I didn't know and still don't. I remember there was a girl who seemed so happy to be all dolled up for the wedding, and I was stuck in a stiff white collared shirt and uncomfortable pants and shoes. It might have been one of my earliest experiences of gender dysphoria, though I didn't even quite grasp the concept of gender at the time. I just knew something was wrong.
Since then those feelings have pretty much been limited to times when I'm in formal events; at school, work, or doing homework; hiking, climbing, skiing, at the beach, or otherwise outdoors; grocery shopping or doing other errands; spending time with my family, friends, or girlfriend; asleep and dreaming; daydreaming; and maybe a few others that I can't recall right now.
I'm sorry it hurts now.

~Alyssa