Man I bet, that shit is rough. I’m also super short (two standard deviations below average for my a/s/l) and it just never stops being a thing.
I’m actually thankful for all my gray hair so people stop treating me like a goddamned child. The gray has its own drawbacks ofc, but I don’t care anymore, just don’t treat me like a kid.
Yeah mate I don’t have that option. “Going ape/chimp” at my size and general demeanor just looks like impotent rage, because it is. What is a 5 foot nothing going to do against anyone as far as boundary enforcement? (I used to wrestle, I know how to throw myself around, and I know I don’t stand a chance if most people call my bluff, but I’m fierce until you do call said bluff)
And the people aren’t family, but society as a whole. My family is all dead and doesn’t matter. Until she died, my mom was my most vocal advocate, that woman loved everything I represented that she could never be but wanted. But I haven’t had her since I was 23, and I’m almost 40 now so…
Was that supposed to stop after 15?
Because as a woman-type creature, that’s has been the whole life experience so far…
And I’m more than twice that age now…
Why do I relate to this so much despite only barely knowing what Manjaro is….? Hmm…
You couldn’t make the original Star Wars trilogy today because Disney owns it and would sue you into oblivion.
You couldn’t make morbius today because it was perfect the first time and should just be re-released.