Four of them are, but one every child must have this one: A strong desire to be of the other gender or an insistence that one is the other gender.
I had that, persistently, from when I was very young until it was finally resolved, after a lot of therapy, in my early 20s. I was convinced I’d grow up to have a hairy chest, beard, deep voice, and broad shoulders like my Dad, and I was utterly distraught when I discovered this wasn’t the case. I dressed like a boy throughout my teens and early 20s, hid my body, desperately wanted to have my breasts removed because they marked me as female and I hated them so much, and I was convinced something must have gone wrong somewhere because I just didn’t ‘fit’ with other girls, but I seemed to get on easily with the boys. Luckily, I grew up during a time when being transgender wasn’t presented to me as a possible explanation for feeling like this.
I would have been an excellent candidate for a puberty blocker trial, with my distress around gender starting so young and persisting for so long. That would have been a terrible mistake though, wouldn’t it? Affirmation would have prolonged my distress and harmed my mental health because - despite meeting all of these dangerously woolly criteria - I wasn’t actually a trans kid. I’d be fucking furious if I hadn’t been able to have my children because poorly-informed medical professionals had taken the self-assessment of a child as gospel, then gambled with my fertility by offering a totally inappropriate ‘treatment’.
Through therapy that addressed the underlying issues causing my distress, I was able to get on board with the body I’ve got, decide that “gender identity” was a load of oppressive bollocks that didn’t need to affect me in any way, opt out of outdated stereotypes, and live my life without ever having to agonise over what it means to be a woman ever again - I am a woman because I have a female body and I’m an adult: no further definition required. You decided to demand that the world perceive you as if you have the body you wished you were born with, requiring external validation to affirm that the perception of others matches your perception of yourself. You’re spending time attempting to explain - to women - what “feeling like a woman” means, and trying (but failing) to do this without resorting to sexist stereotypes. You seem to be aware that your explanations don’t resonate with most biological women, which must be hideously invalidating for you. My way of dealing with these issues appears to have been easier, healthier, and far more effective than yours.