To give you guys some perspective, I had this post drafted a couple weeks before the current date, and I had unearthed it a couple days ago. I thought it would be a something fun and silly for you guys to just laugh at you know? Just a super lighthearted post that doesn’t involve too much deep thought. All you have to do is sit down somewhere comfortable and read through my usual shenanigans.
Alright, onto today’s topic!
Do you ever get that feeling when you look at the mirror, and are just taken aback by your own physical reflection? Because the thing about this is that, we’re literally thinking constantly all day. Kept with our own mind and thoughts. And that is what we know best. We know nothing better than the inner workings of our own individual minds. But we don’t spend that equivalent amount of time each day, looking at our mirror images and viewing every technicality in our design(Thank goodness).
Keeping that in mind, this leaves us with every single trait that we categorize ourselves into and what type of person we are, and what type of voice our minds have. So when you look in the mirror, you only see what others see in your presence. Which is your physical being.
Every time I look at my reflection in the morning(which is like forty-five seconds on a good day), it’s still hard for me to put two and two together and realize, “This is the body that contains the myriad of weird thoughts that I have everyday? Huh.”
To sum it up for you, I have absolutely 0% chance of growing anymore. Which was literally confirmed by my doctor. Just two inches. And I could’ve at least been 5’0. But no. My genes just had to screw up my chances of being an average-height human being that can reach things on their own.
So dear friends, for the sake of entertaining you all with my own unending pain due to my physical characteristics, I present to you a post that many of you taller readers cannot relate to. But are free to laugh and take this lightly. But those fellow shorties out there, this is for you.
Problems of being short:
(AKA, the everyday adventures(mostly struggles) of small babies around the world.
- Being unable to reach anything.
Attempting to reach things when you’re under 5’4( give or take)is a hazard to your life. With this pinnacle of habit, it has ended with disastrous attempts of reaching for snacks, boxes, books, etc.
A book on a high shelf?
Well good luck getting that thing down without a concussion.
Snacks located on a high shelf and you’re famished?
Sorry, a bowl of cereal is your lunch now.
Trying to mount something on the wall?
Even that stool you’re standing on is useless at this point so you might as well get someone else to do it to save yourself from going to the hospital.
There have been countless moments where I’ve embarrassed myself or nearly ended up decapitated or with a dislocated body part because I couldn’t reach something, and one incident nearly ended up with me having a dislocated ankle.
Moral of all of this is: Ask others to assist you!
2. Being babied.
So this goes for everyone I’ve met at school and have become comfortable enough to befriend. Be it long term or acquaintance, I have no idea if it’s just a me problem or if other people out there have this too. But people I’ve met and have become close with me just warmed up to the fact that I was, as they like to call it, “pocket sized.”
What I’m basically saying is that if you’re short; people will think you’re cute.
I’ve undergone my share of cheek squishes, surprise piggybacks, back hugs, face pinches, head pats, height based nicknames, you name it. And this has all gone to the point where I could be doing something completely normal, and then easily predict what my friend’s reactions will be so I can mentally brace myself for the babying that is to come. But of course they won’t overstep boundaries or anything like that because true friends won’t step over your personal space bubble when you don’t want them to.
But hey, love and attention is great, and it’s nice to know that there are people out there who love you for who you are and make sure you know it too.
3. Having freakishly small hands, feet, or both. (This may not apply to all ‘short’ people)
Yes, I have both. Need I say more?
To categorize my fingers and toes as actual parts of my body makes me question myself and the prescription glasses I’m wearing, because all I see when I take a peak at my toes and fingers, are chubby nubbins of flesh that are as small as a child’s. And I’m not sure if that’s entirely normal.
One time, as a joke, I measured my pinkie to see how big it was. But I was mistaken by assuming they were actually ‘big.’ But it doesn’t matter, I will proudly display my 5 centimeter pinkie whenever I make pinkie promises.
Do I need to start drinking more milk?
Do I need to start bathing in milk?
When I first started playing alto sax last year, my fingers weren’t able to reach one of the most crucial keys in the entire instrument. Which made me pretty spitting mad when I was put up to do one of my first jazz solos on the spot while I was physically incapable of actually playing. And when I started playing Bari sax for a short period of time(which according to my research is 6 feet, 4 inches, and roughly 45 pounds. Don’t believe me? Look it up.)it was essentially a lost cause and I couldn’t even carry that thing without asking some other poor soul to help me waddle home with it in my clutches.
I can probably write a whole list about the problems of having small hands and feet. So I will.
Hands:
- It takes a lot of effort to play an instrument. More than it does for an actual person with average sized hands.
- Nail polish looks terrible and makes your fingers look like deformed Teletubbies.
- Big rings and other statement jewelry are too big on your hands and fingers.
- Thumb wars are the worst and you always always lose.
- Trying to wrap your hands around anything is literally impossible. (Examples: Footballs, rackets, stacks of books, bundles of something, thick utensils.)
- When shaking hands with someone, your hands will get crushed.
- Gloves never fit.
Feet/Short legs:
- “One size fits all” is a lie.
- Other people always want to compare their feet to yours. (Please explain to me why)
- Your feet can easily get stuck in places that people with bigger feet can’t get stuck in.
- People always point out the size of your feet(Please explain to me why).
- Riding bicycles is pointless when your feet don’t reach the pedals.
Upsides of being short:
- More leg room in cars/flights/etc.
- Showers will never be too short
- Shirts/tops meant for taller people can easily be turned into a cute dress or oversized fashion
- Blankets will never be too short, so your feet will never stick out
- You learn how to become a stealth ninja(from having to climb on top of things in order to reach something without damage)
- Tall people can protect you from harsh weather(sun, rain, wind, etc)
- You never have to worry about hitting your head on doorways
- You can take a nap in even the smallest of spaces
- Getting hugs from taller people is the best
- You can where children’s shoes/mittens/clothing with no trouble
- Calf-length socks easily become knee-length socks
Even with all of these struggles, we should all still love ourselves for who we are. Don’t ever, EVER, think that the way you look determines your worth. I cannot stress this enough, you are beautiful and gorgeous on the inside. This post was honestly just for laughs, but in all seriousness you should always embrace the beauty you have. Even if it takes some time to realize it.
Stay safe, safe happy, and love yourself!