My mind thinks I’m so small - I think due to the many mistakes and wrong turns I’ve made using an injured left mind as a guide. My right mind corrected me today so I’m glad there’s communication going on in my head.
No offense but I saw a picture you posted. You are small.
I know. My mother and I both had bad feelings about being small. I don’t know about my sister because when she’s around me, she’s very aware that she was always bigger than I was.
I’m 5’8". My mom was about 5’4, and my three sisters are 5’3", 5’2", and 4’11"! I grew up feeling like an awkward ugly giant because my mom and sisters were so feminine and petite. It’s hard to let go of childish feelings even when you should know better.
That is so true although I think there are more practical problems to being small like reaching high cupboards and cleaning snow off the car. This is not including the desire to get into a physical fight with someone. No wonder I promote pacifism. It’s the only way I could win and besides, it’s better for the blood pressure to learn tolerance.
I’m small, 5’7. I’m the tallest person in my nuclear family. My lil bro might be taller though. I hate being short, I’m as tall as a woman.
I think your the luckiest one. Being a tall lady is so much more elegant than my shrimpy legs. I’ve always wanted to be tall.
oh heck no, but in case it’s needed, being small allows you much better hiding places.