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I’m from Germany and I fucking hate it. Here 6 foot is even underdurchschnittlich. Below average. Not special. Just tall enough to be inconvenient and still not tall enough to matter.
Every day I wake up stuck in this oversized, useless body. Doors are too low. Beds are too short. Clothes never fit. Shirts ride up, pants look ridiculous, everything hangs wrong. I duck constantly. My neck is destroyed. My back is destroyed. I fold myself into planes, trains, cars like some broken piece of furniture and still end up crushed.
People still stare and say the same empty shit. But the worst part? In Germany I’m not even properly tall. Just this awkward, space-wasting height that sits right in the middle of “too big for normal life” and “not impressive enough to justify it.”
I take up too much room. I block people. I make everything harder for myself and everyone around me. And there’s nothing I can do about it. Six foot of pure, below-average inconvenience. I hate every single centimeter of it.
Every day I wake up stuck in this oversized, useless body. Doors are too low. Beds are too short. Clothes never fit. Shirts ride up, pants look ridiculous, everything hangs wrong. I duck constantly. My neck is destroyed. My back is destroyed. I fold myself into planes, trains, cars like some broken piece of furniture and still end up crushed.
People still stare and say the same empty shit. But the worst part? In Germany I’m not even properly tall. Just this awkward, space-wasting height that sits right in the middle of “too big for normal life” and “not impressive enough to justify it.”
I take up too much room. I block people. I make everything harder for myself and everyone around me. And there’s nothing I can do about it. Six foot of pure, below-average inconvenience. I hate every single centimeter of it.
