I can relate to the feeling like you're trapped in the wrong body thing. I mean, I have a totally different image in my mind of myself than what I actually see in my bathroom mirror. It's a very fine image, even if I do say so myself.
Being an incredibly attractive man, it befuddles me why I envision myself as even more attractive than my mirror image. Why the longing to improve something close to perfection?
It's perplexing. Dumbfounding, even.