No, I don't blame them for passing their short genetics. I blame them because my father is 5'9", my sister is 5'5", yet I ended up 5'6". I blame them for promising me that I was going to be at least as tall as my father. It came as a big shock when I realized that I was going to stay this height for the rest of my life, I never expected this before. 99% of my friends (male) surpass their father height. How can I be this unlucky?
I also blame them for pushing me academically instead of focusing on my growth and well-being. They didn't care that I slept for 2 hour a night before going to school, they didn't care that I suffered from depression, all they cared about was that I went to school.
I always feel that something went wrong. Sometimes I feel guilty for what I've done to my parents, but the hatred comes back when I recall how they pushed me for school instead of my well-being and growth. If I was tall and stupid, I still can be smart at any age. But now I am short and even if I am smart (which isn't), I will never can gain height with my brain or money.
But I think I've hurt them enough. I've pretty much accepted the fact that I will never accept the fact (that I am short) completely. I've accepted the fact that I will always be constantly reminded of it for the rest of my life. The question of whether there was something I could have done to be taller will always haunt me forever. My hatred for taller guys will always remain. The best I can do is probably take back my hatred for my parents and transform my anger into my power.
I also blame them for pushing me academically instead of focusing on my growth and well-being. They didn't care that I slept for 2 hour a night before going to school, they didn't care that I suffered from depression, all they cared about was that I went to school.
I always feel that something went wrong. Sometimes I feel guilty for what I've done to my parents, but the hatred comes back when I recall how they pushed me for school instead of my well-being and growth. If I was tall and stupid, I still can be smart at any age. But now I am short and even if I am smart (which isn't), I will never can gain height with my brain or money.
But I think I've hurt them enough. I've pretty much accepted the fact that I will never accept the fact (that I am short) completely. I've accepted the fact that I will always be constantly reminded of it for the rest of my life. The question of whether there was something I could have done to be taller will always haunt me forever. My hatred for taller guys will always remain. The best I can do is probably take back my hatred for my parents and transform my anger into my power.
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