Autist Forced to Live in Meat Sack

Since elementary school, when I was never able to get my body to move the way that other kids could in P.E., at recess, or even just walking around without banging my head into a door, I’ve had a sense of living slightly outside of my body. I almost feel like I’m watching myself from an outside vantage point, and maybe that’s partly because of the trauma of being bullied so often that it was easier to not be inside of my body…