I, to some degree and at some varying level of consciousness, thought of myself as female from like 3rd to 9th grade, this would be the 90s. I was aware of the last wave of transition, the Wendy Carlos Williams/Renée Richards 70s thing, and at one point said that was my intention. (The kids on the playground teased me for how expensive it would be)

When I grew leg hair I shaved it, wore nail polish and collected but did not use facial makeup. Religiously read Seventeen-type magazines in the library and looked forward to being a fully realized teenage girl. Wore a gf’s skirt to school once, a teacher I would’ve expected to be harsher was just “eeh, doesn’t flatter you” and he was right.

Tapered off in parallel with finally finding a male friend group in 9th grade. I still preferred female avatars in games, had a running “joke” about how I was “really” a lesbian because the area around me counted as the Floating Island of Lesbos. Been strikingly resonant with actual WLW types since but a little wary now after several moving to take sexual advantage of me.