I loved this, thank you for posting the link. I have heard dysphoric individuals refer to their bodies as a 'meat sack' and I have found it so horrific that they could be so dissociated and hate themselves so much.
I was especially moved by this section of the article:
You can’t pull these pieces of me apart and separate them from their origins, as if I were made of component parts, like a robot, an android. I am made of my body, my history, my way of being in the world. I am a whole, integrated, authentic human, not a bunch of robotics components. Not a disparate collection of body parts and identities, a customisable avatar. It’s offensive to my sensibilities to suggest it