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I just remembered this recently and it made me cry.
When I was around 17-18 my Mom was talking about my height (5'7") and if I was fine if I stopped growing. I told her I was happy to be this tall (I was always the shortest person in my grade up until the 11th where only 1 kid was shorter than me) and that I thought I would end up shorter. When I was a kid my family doctor told me I would most likely be 5'3". Tbh if I ended up being that short I probably would've ended it years ago. She's would aks me this now and then until she seemed to stop once I turned 20 and was still a KHHV. I now realize that she subconsciously knew it was over for me.
I was actually fine with my height for a while until I got blackpilled. I got especially insecure about it after seeing my younger brother (who's 6'3" now) with girls at our house when he was still in highschool. Keep in mind he's a complete dick to everyone. My Dad is like 6'1" or 6'2" and once my brother started growing taller, he seemed to think lesser of me, which also didn't help make me feel any better.
A little unrelated from the title, but about a year or two ago I was swimming at a lake with my Mom and Grandma (her Mom) and my grandma told me I needed to get a girlfriend. I kinda brushed it off as I'd grown tired of hearing people say that to me. When she asked how tall I was my Mom said 5'11" (jfl) and I corrected her saying that I was 5'7". My grandma (like 70 years old) then said something along the lines of "oh well you might still have a chance". I think she knows it's over for me as well but couldn't say it to me.
The fact that 5'7" isn't even that short makes me wonder how people shorter than me don't rope.
When I was around 17-18 my Mom was talking about my height (5'7") and if I was fine if I stopped growing. I told her I was happy to be this tall (I was always the shortest person in my grade up until the 11th where only 1 kid was shorter than me) and that I thought I would end up shorter. When I was a kid my family doctor told me I would most likely be 5'3". Tbh if I ended up being that short I probably would've ended it years ago. She's would aks me this now and then until she seemed to stop once I turned 20 and was still a KHHV. I now realize that she subconsciously knew it was over for me.
I was actually fine with my height for a while until I got blackpilled. I got especially insecure about it after seeing my younger brother (who's 6'3" now) with girls at our house when he was still in highschool. Keep in mind he's a complete dick to everyone. My Dad is like 6'1" or 6'2" and once my brother started growing taller, he seemed to think lesser of me, which also didn't help make me feel any better.
A little unrelated from the title, but about a year or two ago I was swimming at a lake with my Mom and Grandma (her Mom) and my grandma told me I needed to get a girlfriend. I kinda brushed it off as I'd grown tired of hearing people say that to me. When she asked how tall I was my Mom said 5'11" (jfl) and I corrected her saying that I was 5'7". My grandma (like 70 years old) then said something along the lines of "oh well you might still have a chance". I think she knows it's over for me as well but couldn't say it to me.
The fact that 5'7" isn't even that short makes me wonder how people shorter than me don't rope.