I wonder if I will ever feel at home in my own body.

Most people undergo a time during their adolescence where their bones are too long, their lanky legs  and arms flailing and seemingly too long for their body. But over time, they grow into their body, they become comfortable in their own skin.

I have never been comfortable. When others were growing into their long arms and legs, I was learning to walk properly. When others were losing their buck teeth or having their braces removed, I was in physio therapy.

When others shed the unsightly gait and shuffle of a teenager, I was learning to walk while making my feet point straight.

It seems I have always been at odds with what is considered the norm, what is considered the ordinary. I am not ordinary, I am extra ordinary.

I wonder if I will ever achieve my teenage dream of being like everyone else, of having nothing that would mark me as something else.

But then the thought occurs to me: If I am just like everyone else, will I lose myself and become someone I don’t recognize?