I assure you I’ve had my own troubles and challenges in life. But at least in this area I got pretty lucky.
Though even then, it’s complicated. Yes, I’m 5’5", but the only way a trans gal is 5’5" is if she comes from a family of short people. I’m the same height as my dad and brothers. I tower over my mother and sisters. They’re more like 5’1".
Tall here but thankfully everyone else is tall so if cancels out.
How to say you’re dutch without saying “oepsie woepsie! de trein is stukkie wukkie we sijn huel hard aan t werk om di te make msskan je beter fwietsen owo”
My life experience as a 5’5" trans gal:
As a repper: “why does my family have to be so short? This is awful. No one will take me seriously.”
Post-transition: “I won the god damned lottery.”
Eeeeeeeenvy
I assure you I’ve had my own troubles and challenges in life. But at least in this area I got pretty lucky.
Though even then, it’s complicated. Yes, I’m 5’5", but the only way a trans gal is 5’5" is if she comes from a family of short people. I’m the same height as my dad and brothers. I tower over my mother and sisters. They’re more like 5’1".
fucking selective breeding.
Me : Wavy hair, curly at the back. Wife : wavy hair.
Daughter : Fucking afro, almost. Doesn’t help that her great-grandfather is “Italian”
Tall here but thankfully everyone else is tall so if cancels out.
How to say you’re dutch without saying “oepsie woepsie! de trein is stukkie wukkie we sijn huel hard aan t werk om di te make msskan je beter fwietsen owo”
EDIT also “cuckstoel”
Context is a real bitch.
Or not.