I always knew I was short when I was growing up, never bothered me cause I always thought I’d grow up to be at least average.. I gymcelled to cope though. I was like 17 or 18 when I started wondering about height.. I was 5’9”.. iinds panicked that I might not grow any taller so I started taking GH oral spray and niacin and hanging from a a pull-up bar to get taller.. my mom made fun of me for it. Then I went to growth plates checked.. they were closed.. it hurt a lot.. I was gonna be 5’9” forever.. I coped hard, told myself height doesn’t matter, it’s all about personality, confidence, and money.. how could height matter if it wasn’t in your control? Didn’t seem fair. Took me like 7 years until I finally got lifts lol now I’m sort of normal.
When I was a kid though, I never even had time to worry about my height. I was easily 1st percentile.. always got bullied by the bigger kids, got bullied at home by my dad, beat, cussed out, yelled at, etc constantly.. I legit had no sources to extract dopamine from growing up.. I was just the small kid. It was hell. I missed out on my childhood because I wasn’t large.. my dad even used to side with my bullies and tell me to stop being annoying if I wanted to not get bullied..
It’s absolutely imperative that one is at least 50th percentile height for their age throughout their lives.. 1 in 2 men are FUCKED. Words can’t express how important height is.. that shit is life and death.
