
How Much of Yourself Have You Shrunk to Fit In?
When I was around ten years old, I was the tallest girl in my class.
Actually, for a while, I think I was taller than almost everyone. Girls and boys.
At school, whenever we had to walk somewhere together, the teachers would put us in a line according to height. Shortest at the front, tallest at the back.
I knew exactly where I belonged.
At the very end.
I hated it.
I was growing quickly, and most of my friends were much shorter than me. So when I walked beside them, I would bend down to talk to them. My shoulders would curve forward. My head would come down.
I don’t remember consciously…
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