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I am fortunate that a relative was able to put together my ancestral links going back as far as 1000 AD! What I've come to find out is that my Swiss, Dutch, Norwegian, Swedish, German mixed family were relatively short until they left Norway and settled in Holland. Only after WWII did they explode in height.
I have photographs from the late 1800's and realized my family lived in the same town for 1500 years, short peasants tending to sheep and harvesting grain. Eight months out of the year were cold and snowy, which meant most days were spent inside a cozy, warm cabin. I'm pretty sure there were cousins marrying other cousins. In the photographs, the men were smiling while the women looked markedly defeated and sad. Lol.
There was a patriarchal farming system in the town and this allowed my family to live unabated for 1000's of years w/o Starving to death.
Some of the women decided to move to Holland and south east to Germany and intermarrying with tall German and Dutch men.
My relatives are all 6'+, while somehow I'm 5'5. I can only think that the reason I'm so short is because my mother is 5'3 and her great-grandmother married a Native American, so I have about 3% NA blood in me. But NA's are not exactly short. What that mix did give me was a love for nature, hunting and plant life, which is becoming decisively hard to nurture due to growing regulations and crazy boomers yelling at me for picking dandelions.
But I cannot recall in my research ever finding one ancestor ever being a KHV incel, other than one child who passed away from typhus at 4yo (which doesn't count).
I say this after having a 24 hour dream of having a loving family, a beautiful wife who was my childhood sweetheart (not real), with children and a farm.
Then I woke up.
Sometimes I think that maybe someone is thinking about me, but if that was the case I'd get a call or text. No, nobody is.
I have photographs from the late 1800's and realized my family lived in the same town for 1500 years, short peasants tending to sheep and harvesting grain. Eight months out of the year were cold and snowy, which meant most days were spent inside a cozy, warm cabin. I'm pretty sure there were cousins marrying other cousins. In the photographs, the men were smiling while the women looked markedly defeated and sad. Lol.
There was a patriarchal farming system in the town and this allowed my family to live unabated for 1000's of years w/o Starving to death.
Some of the women decided to move to Holland and south east to Germany and intermarrying with tall German and Dutch men.
My relatives are all 6'+, while somehow I'm 5'5. I can only think that the reason I'm so short is because my mother is 5'3 and her great-grandmother married a Native American, so I have about 3% NA blood in me. But NA's are not exactly short. What that mix did give me was a love for nature, hunting and plant life, which is becoming decisively hard to nurture due to growing regulations and crazy boomers yelling at me for picking dandelions.
But I cannot recall in my research ever finding one ancestor ever being a KHV incel, other than one child who passed away from typhus at 4yo (which doesn't count).
I say this after having a 24 hour dream of having a loving family, a beautiful wife who was my childhood sweetheart (not real), with children and a farm.
Then I woke up.
Sometimes I think that maybe someone is thinking about me, but if that was the case I'd get a call or text. No, nobody is.
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