Well, as the title says, I Am curious what Dysphoria feels like for you? When/how did you realise, that certain feelings are in reality Dysphoria?
Edit: Damn, some of you really have lived through a lot. I Am very happy that I can’t really relate to quite some of the comments here, because that sounds horrible.
Oh, dear–the closet wasn’t even glass! I do get the “almost like I’m gay, but for women” thing, though.
Funny thing about imposter syndrome: I can reflect on past signs all day long and still feel it, but thinking about the joy I get from presenting femme or the effects of HRT puts it to bed. Or rather, I don’t care if I’m faking it if I get to feel this good. Euphoria is the way to go!