I've always felt more in common with guys than gals. Part of it is interest. Part of it is, they can be so much more straightforward than women and I can be blunt without them taking it the wrong way. Also, women/girls can be so tactile, always reaching out to touch your arm or give you a hug or a pat, and with my tactile defensiveness, it feels like I'm being beaten. I cringe when they come near me. Some assume it's because of something that was done to me in the past, but it's because of what is "done" to me in the present. Touch can be very painful, and women seem to love to touch each other over every little thing.
Also, girlie things never had much appeal for me. My aunt gave me a vacuum cleaner to play with when I was little, and I promptly took it apart to see how it was put together. Not sure I got it back together properly. I probably lost interest, when I saw how it all interconnected. The dolls I was given as a young girl were interesting in their construction - how the arms and legs were made to rotate without falling out... how the hair was made to lengthen or shorten. EasyBake ovens fascinated me, only because I couldn't figure out how they worked. Once I saw the lightbulb inside and realized they came with special mix, the mystery was gone. So simple. Disappointing.
I've often been mistaken for a man. Especially in winter, when I am bundled up against the weather. I don't move like a woman -- I have vestibular issues, so I have an odd gait and posture that doesn't look very feminine.
I studied gender pretty intently, around 15 years ago. Lived "as a man" for about four years. Realized that none of it was taking me in a direction I wanted to go. So now I just am.
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It's just me.