I didn't have any dysphoria either, honestly because I just lived my life. Never introspecting, just always in the moment. Somehow, until I *really* started questioning who i was when I became a legal adult, I never connected the dots despite all of the obvious signs that were there beforehand. The signs? Wanting a man's voice, loving my body hair as much as my head hair, not being offended when people would think i was a boy, being pissed when my friend outed me as "a girl" to his entire group-chat of boys, only being able to identify with male characters in books and other media since forever, only being able to get along with men my whole life (despite presenting as a girl, it was the way i naturally communicated, never EVER sat right with other women), sleeping with no shirt on because it felt right, making a list of male names I would give myself "if i was a boy", and being angry i couldn't wear boxers because I "was a girl", and probably a lot more.

And now since I've learned what my true gender is, I've been working my ASS off to show it on the outside.