Being taller than your own mum when you are only 16 is hard – well at least for me. Ever since I can remember I have been the tallest in my class; the one placed at the back of school photos and have always been the one with the biggest feet.
It is probably obvious that my height has bothered me for a long time and if I am honest I see it as something that will always bother me. The thing that annoys me the most about being tall is when short people say that they would love to be tall, when in reality if they knew all of the negatives I am sure that they would think differently. One of the obvious downfalls of being tall is, of course – buying clothes. And I know what you are thinking ‘they have shops for tall people’ yes, but do you know how frustrating it is when you see a pair on jeans that you really like or a nice pair of shoes and they don’t fit? When you go out shopping with your friends and you have to drag them up to the top floor where they sell the ‘tall’ clothes and wait for a shopkeeper to look in the stock rooms for the ‘big’ shoe sizes. I will tell you, it’s annoying!
Another thing? When you are on planes – having to either deal with the fact that you won’t be able to feel your legs for days after the flight or paying for extra leg room. In concerts (yes you can see the band over peoples heads) but people don’t want someone tall infant of them so you end up standing at the back (or being pushed there). Making your friends pretty much run next to you as you take one step for every 5 of theirs. Yes all of these things are annoying but I can just about deal with them, it isn’t like I am unlucky going on a flight or being able to buy clothes. The one thing that I just can’t come to terms with is boys..
I can get used to being the tallest one in my group of friends (or school year for that matter) but when it comes to boys I just think it seems strange for the girl to be the taller one. I mean it isn’t like I have anything against it – it is just, you can never get that feeling of being protected if you are tall. A shorter boy would never be able to wrap his arms around me.. – in my mind it isn’t right.
Going on and on about the negativity of being tall I guess there are some good aspects – being able to see at concerts is a bonus and people do seem to look up to you if you are tall (but with the maturity of a 2 year old I don’t think that happens often!) And I guess that I am reasonably slim which is a great bonus in this day and age of people judging you. I guess that with being tall, it also means that people notice you – not that I am an attention seeker but it does feel good sometimes!!
And to finish it all off – at least I’m not taller than my dad (yet) so at the moment I can get my protective hugs from him! 😂
I’m off, Beth x