I’m 5’7″, and my wife is 4’11”. Even for me, I have to bend down to kiss her—so imagine how tricky it might be for taller people out there.
I remember an ex-girlfriend once told me, “You’re short, dude. I never usually date guys shorter than me, but you’re an exception.”
She said this while I was literally looking down at her, even with her platform shoes on. The irony was not lost on me, but her words stuck with me. That was years ago, and comments like that still linger sometimes. It’s interesting how society often expects men to be taller in relationships, like height matters a lot. And even when you are taller, it can still feel like you’re being measured by some unseen standard.
I’m working on accepting myself and trying not to let things like that affect me, but I’d be lying if I said it doesn’t stay with me. It’s not something I think about all the time, but those types of comments can stick around long after they’re said.
Just a life long New Yorker sharing the journey through my lens. Please take note of a post’s date. The views I express here are subject to change and evolving as I grow and learn.
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