*Okay, so I just took a peek at the demographics for this story, and I just want to say, we have someone from almost every continent, excluding Africa, and obviously Antarctica since pretty much no one lives there. The fact that my stupid story about my trans experience has made it's way around the world is fucking awesome, and I can't thank you enough ❤️❤️❤️Just take a minute to appreciate yourselves, since I don't have the money to fly around the world and give y'all a hug myself sadly.*
Height dysphoria honestly sucks, because it's basically the only thing you really can't alter. I mean, you can take hormones eventually to get a deep voice or facial hair, and you can get top surgery or bind for the chest, and pack, use an stp, get a special... "toy"... or bottom surgery for the downstairs area.
The only thing you can really do is use shoe inserts.
I'm just really hoping I have another growth spurt, even though I doubt it. Like c'mon, I'll sell my soul to at least get to 5'8" *172.72 cm*
I think selling my soul is a great offer, right? Or do I need to make some sacrifices?
I'll do both if I have to,
I JUST WANNA BE TALLERRRRR
