The 5’2″ Blues


For years I’ve resented my height.

I can only remember the days when everybody, boys and girls, were the same size–when you needed to speak to someone and it wasn’t necessary to stretch your head up high to the point when God knows when it will snap off because your friends’ faces were perfectly aligned straight across from yours. But no, being the sophomore I am now, I walk the paths of school with people almost two heads taller than me, being reminded day by day, rewinding the words that my pediatrician said to me just two months ago, “You have stopped growing.” (Oh, joy.) And for those who are experiencing the same situation and are trying not to lose hope, don’t waste your birthday wishes on this. It won’t work for you will always and only ever be 5’2”. Read More