“I wish I were normal,” I used to say to my mum. I told her this at other kids’ birthday parties, when they played musical chairs or went on scavenger hunts. I said it during emergency hospital stays and in front of the TV, when I dreamed of becoming an actress. It was a common refrain any time I was reminded that I would be excluded from wider society because of my body.  Without fail,…

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