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I look like a mf child at 23.
My hands are tiny (never seen a grown up woman with hands smaller than mine).
My upper body is that of a middle schooler who barely hit puberty when his body starts to grow.
People don't believe me i'm 18, they never believe that i'm 18 until i show them my ID. And sometimes they'll even make a comment about it to ridicule me i guess.
I'm in my 5th year of uni and just slightly older prof assistants will say i'm from the tour from high school, because i don't look of age to even be studying.
Getting anything handled, in any professional setting like negotiating my salary, is impossible. I look like a child so "best we can do is give you pocket change", that's the treatment i'm getting.
Older people are worse at picking up (barely noticeable) visual cues that would suggest i'm a grown up, so to them i'm universally a kid who's in school.
Some of the most brutal moments include cashiers talking to each other saying i look like a child (in front of me), getting asked which grade am i (like a granny to a grandson), and enough said, countless pity stares and loads and loads of pity.
I was like a pet animal to my classmates, throughout the entire education. I got pity comments as soon as primary school.
Literal postman won't give me letters, he's asking if parents are home. And i'm the only person living here.
If you thought that's bad, how about i start you on my deformities and a total lack of social awareness/emotional intelligence, to the point i end up being a total jerk or a straight up schizo, matter of time after i even end up talking to someone. Now guess why after a lifetime of social isolation.
Yes, i'm fucked, yes it's mfckn over for me, yes, my genetics fucked my entire life up and there's not one thing that could bring those years back.
It's over.
My hands are tiny (never seen a grown up woman with hands smaller than mine).
My upper body is that of a middle schooler who barely hit puberty when his body starts to grow.
People don't believe me i'm 18, they never believe that i'm 18 until i show them my ID. And sometimes they'll even make a comment about it to ridicule me i guess.
I'm in my 5th year of uni and just slightly older prof assistants will say i'm from the tour from high school, because i don't look of age to even be studying.
Getting anything handled, in any professional setting like negotiating my salary, is impossible. I look like a child so "best we can do is give you pocket change", that's the treatment i'm getting.
Older people are worse at picking up (barely noticeable) visual cues that would suggest i'm a grown up, so to them i'm universally a kid who's in school.
Some of the most brutal moments include cashiers talking to each other saying i look like a child (in front of me), getting asked which grade am i (like a granny to a grandson), and enough said, countless pity stares and loads and loads of pity.
I was like a pet animal to my classmates, throughout the entire education. I got pity comments as soon as primary school.
Literal postman won't give me letters, he's asking if parents are home. And i'm the only person living here.
If you thought that's bad, how about i start you on my deformities and a total lack of social awareness/emotional intelligence, to the point i end up being a total jerk or a straight up schizo, matter of time after i even end up talking to someone. Now guess why after a lifetime of social isolation.
Yes, i'm fucked, yes it's mfckn over for me, yes, my genetics fucked my entire life up and there's not one thing that could bring those years back.
It's over.
