1. I struggle a lot with self confidence and a good chunk of that stems from my height, it’s impossible to not feel huge and just generally unfeminine. I have horrible posture that everyone points out but I just can’t bring myself to straighten up my spine without feeling like I take up too much space. I would like to learn how to gain confidence around being a tall woman because I’m tired of constantly feeling insecure and masculine due to my height.
2. I avoid leaving my house because of how tall I am. I am terribly insecure about my height and big feet. Shoes always look too big, clothes never fit properly, I look awkward, I feel out if place in public/nightclubs. I just wish I felt normal. Being hispanic makes it worse cause there’s this stereo type of latinas being “small & cute” and I’m just a big a** girl. I literally wanted to commit suicide at 14 because I just felt so big. Am I being crazy? Have any of you dealt with this?
3. 6’3.. moments of owning it and knowing that wherever I go I’ll be looked at, and moments of hiding it. At work I sit a lot when others are standing. Intimidation happens a lot in public when people don’t know me, but just being friendly it gets dispelled quickly. Its the worst to be moody and feeling like I can’t just disappear.
4. Hey girl. I’m 6’3″. I often struggle with the fact that I will never feel “protected” or “small”. I hate when my boyfriend picks me up. I don’t like how we look standing next to each other in the mirror. I don’t always like being the little spoon because I still feel gigantic. He’s 5’10”. He’s not that short. I wear a size large (because of my height) and he wears a small.
5. It’s still a daily struggle. I’m not gonna pretend that I don’t cry about it sometimes. I’m not gonna pretend that I’ve gotten over it. But I have to remind myself that I have to stop wanting things I will never have. All it does is make me sadder. But I’m sad because I’m listening to society tell me that I need those things to be comfortable in a relationship or in life.
6. I hit 6ft at 10 years of age and 6ft 2 when I was almost 12. I was bullied constantly for it. I felt like a monster. I went to an all girls school to get away from the boys as it seemed to be worse from them. But the girls were no better. They’d put their feet in my shoes (with their shoes still on) in the changing rooms and go round laughing, they’d call me a man and a t*anny.
I’m 32 now and still struggle. Buying shoes is a nightmare and I spent my life searching for shoes to fit. Being a UK size 10 sucks. I have to find certain styles which make my feet look smaller, as a lot of mens shoes tend give my feet the boat look.
7. I hate that some of the only positivity for tall women is being told that we’re powerful giants, amazons, sexy because we look dominant. I’m happy for women who feel empowered by that but it’s just not me. Seriously, I’m not looking to overpower or dominate every room I walk into. I just want to feel normal! When I feel insecure about my height what helps is to remember that I’m still as feminine as I feel on the inside, not that people see girls like me as different. Anyone else feel uncomfortable by these well meaning comments?
8. I’m tall and black. But quiet and nerdy and goofy. I don’t fit my looks at all. I feel like my soul got put into the wrong body. I have so many guys asking me to dominate them, always getting fetishised. Even though I try to embrace my height & skin its hard with all the stereotypes.
9. I’m sure things like this have been posted before but i constantly feel like i need to compensate for how tall i am with other aspects of myself. i think part of this feeling comes from not being pretty. if i were pretty, maybe people would look at me and think of me as a model instead of a tall spectacle. same with being thin. i think like: being this tall exempts me from being desirable, but maybe i can lessen the blow by being thin. or pretty. or whatever. but i’m not really either of those things so i just hate myself
I think this also comes from being stared at all the time in public/having random strangers come up to me & ask me about my height, tell me about their kids’ heights, ask about sports, etc. like i am always being watched and judged. i love face masks because i can hide behind them and maybe people will think “she’s tall, i wonder if she’s a model” instead of things like “that’s the tallest fucking girl i’ve ever seen” – which someone next to me loudly commented once – and the ogling of me as a circus act instead of something attractive
I just wish i was pretty enough for my height
10. Ok, I am 6’0 and I normally don’t feel all that tall, mainly because I’ve been this height for 7-8 years. I only notice my height in pictures or if there is another girl my height if that makes sense.
I hate when people ask me my height, but most of the time it’s older people and I excuse them for not having a filter (and most of the time it’s when we are already talking for whatever reason). Today, however, a random (twenty something) guy came up to me from across the store just to ask me my height, said woah, and left. I felt so watched and I have always been pretty self conscious, but that kinda ruined my day a little bit.
11. I miss being invisible
I have these distinct memories when I was around 11-15 years old, of being able to walk around the shops and being virtually invisible (was about 5’6-5’11 around this time). Nobody would look at me and say anything, I would just be able to exist. Like yeah people would glance at me briefly but if I wasn’t wearing anything distinctive then I wouldn’t get any comments. I remember leaving my 6th grade ball dress shopping to the day of the dance, and being able to pick out a dress that I liked that fit me just fine. A decade or so later and I lowkey miss it. I can’t just “grab a fit” now, I have to plan it out, and compromise based on what fits vs what looks good. And- yes, I definitely get double takes and stares now. And no I can’t just tell myself people aren’t looking at me because they definitely are, or I will overhear peoples comments that are very clearly about me.
It’s probably why I have such an issue with my height now- I remember a time where I was invisible and knew what it felt like to just blend in a little. Stand out when I wanted to stand out. Just wondering if anyone else has thought this? I miss it so much sometimes